"Morning, Anna," I greeted Anna. The girl really showed remarkable effort, coming in earlier than me even though breakfast was still served at her desk.

"Good morning, Miss." Anna swallowed her bite of food. "Breakfast, Miss."

I gave a small smile. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to stop labeling her as a potential rival for my job. I've been overthinking things lately, it seems. "I had breakfast at home earlier."

Anna just nodded and continued with her breakfast while I prepared to turn on the ...