Third Person's POV
Because she had promised Mortimer she would attend the corporate team-building retreat, Seraphina didn't sleep in.
Just as she finished packing Dash's medications and daily essentials, her phone chimed with a message, "Are you awake?"
It was Mortimer.
She replied, "I'm up."
"I'm coming over now. I brought you breakfast."
"Thanks."
The exact second she hit send, her doorbell rang.
Seraphina threw a glance toward the entryway—who would be visiting this early in the morning?
Even though some of her colleagues lived in the same apartment complex, they didn't visit each other frequently, let alone show up bright and early on a weekend.
She walked over to the door and checked the intercom screen.
"Mortimer?" she murmured in surprise.
Didn't he just text that he was
