The next morning, by the time Leah woke up, Antony had already ordered breakfast for her.
"Good morning," he said as he frowned at the sight of her, "did you get to bed late last night?"
God, dammit, it showed in her eyes, didn't it?
Leah gave him a nod of confirmation. "Yeah, I just cannot get to bed."
Half of her time went into thinking how her father knew about it, and half of the time went into praying that he did not really know about it, but was rather just sending Anthony for caution.
The conclusion of it was, if her father knew that Anthony would have known for sure and boy, she would have known then. Anthony could not keep anything hidden, especially in a matter like this, he would explode.
He placed a plate full of breakfast in front of her. Her brother had gone out. Amongst a few food items that he could make, he had made her eggs, sausages and beans.