*Cat*
I thought I would wake up to the sound of Emilia wailing for her morning breakfast as I usually did, but when I returned to the waking world, my body was stiff and my mind still exhausted, it wasn’t to Emilia in my arms but to the smell of freshly sizzling bacon.
My nose had always been stronger than my ears, that was what my mom used to tell me and she was right as before I even opened my eyes, I was sitting up to follow the smell. The lack of proper rest last night had truly taken a lot of out me as I didn’t even check on Emilia’s crib for her at first until I was halfway out the doorway.
By then, I had whirled around to see it was empty.
I didn’t panic at first, knowing that Elio and my mom would often cover for me on long mornings by feeding her by bottle. My milk was come-and-go at this point, so I left a few bottles in the fridge just in case as always.
