Mia POV

　　New York

　　Bella was in the kitchen, busy at the stove, flipping pancakes with expert precision. The delicious smells tantalized my senses, and I couldn't help but express my delight. "Yum," I exclaimed, relishing the mouthwatering scent.

　　I headed to the coffee maker to prepare my morning brew. The comforting gurgling of the coffee maker echoed in the kitchen as it worked its magic. Bella's question broke through my thoughts.

　　"Did ...