A strong emotion.

Rose found her favorite spot on the top stool by the kitchen island, settling into it with a contented sigh. She watched as Garla moved with practiced ease, opening the refrigerator and retrieving a packet of bacon ribbons. With a deft motion, she snapped them onto a preheated pan, filling the room with the sizzling sound of cooking bacon.

The delightful aroma of the bacon mingled with the scent of freshly brewed coffee, creating an intoxicating combination. Rose's smile widened as she savored the familiar and comforting smells.

Garla joined Rose at the island, taking a seat across from her. She had a kind and friendly face, her years of service making her an integral part of their household. Garla poured Rose a generous amount of honey on her pancakes and repeated the gesture for Liam.

"Here you go, Liam," she said, sliding the plate of pancakes toward him. "Enjoy your breakfast."

Rose reached for the bowl of cream, adding a dollop of it to her pancakes. She admired the way the cream