Zephany reached for the carton of eggs sitting quietly in the fridge, her fingers curling around it carefully as if she were holding something precious. A small smile tugged at her lips. This exact moment had played in her head a dozen times this week.
She remembered how Kendrick always took them out gently, cracking them with practiced ease, never making a mess. It had seemed so easy when he did it. Now, standing in the kitchen alone in the early morning light, she took a quiet breath and whispered to herself, "Okay. I can do this."
She knew he was working on something. Something important. And although her curiosity tugged at her, she didn't press him. She respected his silence. Just like how she hoped he would respect hers. The thought made her glance toward the hallway. If he ever found out she was Eclipse... how would he react?
Zephany shook her head quickly. "Not the time for that." She took a deep breath and refocused.
