Brienne woke up to an empty hotel room, sunlight streaming through the curtains. Turning her head, she noticed a tray of breakfast neatly placed beside her, along with a folded note resting on top. Curious, she picked it up and read Raven’s familiar handwriting.
“Going home real quick, darling. I’ll be back before lunch.”
The gesture was thoughtful, reminding her of how attentive Raven always was. She glanced at the food—a delicious spread of fruit, toast, and eggs—and sighed in relief. For the first time in days, the sight of a meal didn’t make her stomach turn.
Brienne leaned back against the headboard, placing a hand on her abdomen.
"Good morning, little one. What should we do today?" Brienne said with a soft smile. She picked up her phone and checked her calendar, seeing there were
