YOLANDA
I walk into my room with two cups of coffee in my hand. It is past eight in the morning, and I already helped Kyle into the bathtub to take a bath. He says he is feeling much better than yesterday, so I believe that the painkillers helped him.
I place the cups on the pedestal and tap on Anele's shoulder to wake her up.
"Anele, good morning,"
She moans, shifting away.
"Anele, please wake up. I made you the best cup of coffee. It is going to get cold if you don't wake up now," I say, taking my cup before I settle on the bed next to her.
"Fine!" She says, sounding annoyed. I chuckle and lightly squeeze her chubby cheek.
"No, stoooop. I am not a baby anymore," She whines as she sits up and takes her cup of coffee. She closes her eyes and smiles. "Mmm, it smells like a goo
