CHAPTER 4 | INSPIRATION AND FLASHBACKS (+)

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- Aidan's POV - 

- HOME, Sunday, 6:30 AM -

I wake up by the sound of the alarm.

It's Sunday today.

I haven't seen or yet heard of my stepfather coming back, which is good.

I got out of the bed and stretched.

Feeling slightly more awake now, I come down, only to be met by my mother.

She's currently cooking breakfast at the kitchen.

She smiles as she stirs the soup in the pot.

My nose is immediately delighted.

"Good morning. Why don't you go and prepare the table?" She greets, gesturing her hand towards the table.

"Morning, to you too." I smiled back, coming down of the stairs step by step.

I approached the table and arranged it.

After a few minutes, she finishes cooking and places two bowls of soup onto the table.

The soup she serves is a delicious tomato soup with toast and eggs.

It's one of my favorite breakfast combinations.

The smell pleases me.

I took a bite of toast and eggs with a spoonful of soup.

It tastes really like love.

The buttered toast really goes well with the soup and the eggs.

The soup has a delicious flavor that has a combination of sweet and savory.

It's flavor plays with my tongue.

I keep on eating the food until I was fully stuffed.

I made sure I savored every bite I take.

After we were done eating, we go and clean the table, then we got to do chores again.

- 9:00 AM -

We were done doing chores once again.

Now I can write my letter to Liana.

But I don't feel that much motivation.

Maybe if I go to the park, then I can be motivated.

I go to the living room and approached my mother.

"Mom?" I call softly, carefully poking her shoulder.

"Yes? What is it?" She turns around, smiling patiently.

"Can I go outside to the park?" I cleared my throat.

It took her a while to think of her response.

She answers after on.

"Sure. Be safe alright?" She smirks, turning back to the television.

I got upstairs excitingly, skipping my way to the room.

I can't wait to write my letter.

Now inside the room, I opened my closet to choose my clothes.

I see that there's a lot of outfit choices to make.

I wanted to make a good impression in public.

Man, this is gonna take a while.

- 9:30 AM -

It took me thirty minutes but I found a perfect outfit choice.

I put on a denim short sleeve shirt with some ripped jeans and brown boots.

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