"Every time," Leo whispered. He scooped her up, blanket and all, and she felt like a warm loaf of bread in his arms.
She leaned her head against his chest, watching the rain trace delicate patterns on the window. "Good morning, Daddy," she sighed, content.
The rain was a steady, soft symphony against the windowpane, a gentle tap-tap-tapping that made the world outside look like a watercolor painting left out in the dew. Inside, the kitchen was warm, smelling of coffee and the faint sweetness of pancakes.
Maya took a bite of her pancake, her grumpiness melting away. "It's pretty," she admitted.
Behind him, he heard the soft shuffle of feet and a yawn that seemed to last for days.
Leo stood by the window, a mug cradled in his hands, watching the rivulets race each other down the glass. He wasn't a morning person, but rainy mornings were the exception. They felt like a secret the world was sharing just with him.
And outside, the rain kept falling, but inside, it was the warmest, driest, and most wonderful place in the world.
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"Every time," Leo whispered. He scooped her up, blanket and all, and she felt like a warm loaf of bread in his arms.
She leaned her head against his chest, watching the rain trace delicate patterns on the window. "Good morning, Daddy," she sighed, content. good morning wishes rainy day
The rain was a steady, soft symphony against the windowpane, a gentle tap-tap-tapping that made the world outside look like a watercolor painting left out in the dew. Inside, the kitchen was warm, smelling of coffee and the faint sweetness of pancakes. "Every time," Leo whispered
Maya took a bite of her pancake, her grumpiness melting away. "It's pretty," she admitted. "Good morning, Daddy," she sighed, content
Behind him, he heard the soft shuffle of feet and a yawn that seemed to last for days.
Leo stood by the window, a mug cradled in his hands, watching the rivulets race each other down the glass. He wasn't a morning person, but rainy mornings were the exception. They felt like a secret the world was sharing just with him.
And outside, the rain kept falling, but inside, it was the warmest, driest, and most wonderful place in the world.