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Sophia's POV: I can't help but raise an eyebrow when I saw Daniel inside the kitchen counter the next morning. I checked the time and it's already 9:00 am but he's still in the house. His back is facing me but I know he's cooking based on the delicious aroma that fills my nostrils. I put my guitar on top of the table and walked towards the coffee maker pretending he wasn't there. "Do you want some pancakes?" I was suddenly stopped when I heard his question. But because I wasn't sure if that question was for me, I didn't turn around and continue what I was doing. But he spoke again. "I cooked chocolate pancakes with maple syrup." I looked around to see if there was anyone else in the kitchen beside us that he was talking to, but it was just the two of us. And then I noticed that he