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My day kicks off at six thirty in the morning, a silent symphony beginning as I rise from my bed.

Adriano was already in the shower.

Careful enough, not to disturb anyone I commenced my routine.

The first rays of sunlight filter through the curtains as I pushed them aside, letting the light enter our bedroom.

Stepping into the kitchen, my haven for the next few hours, I embark on the first task of the day – preparing a breakfast for my family, and also packing lunch for Adriano, that he will be taking to office.

We have no maids to help me out.

Adriano doesn't like the way maids work so I do everything on my own. I remember a month ago I was really tired of everything, as I was sick. I asked Adriano very politely about hiring a maid but in response all I received was silence.

I know I have upset him by talking about this matter. What ever he thinks is the best for our family.

Who am I to go around questioning his decision and try to put forward my silly opinions?

I was ashamed of