Harry ’s POV:
My head was light. When I arrived home. Taking a quick shower, I laid on bed. It was comfy but it lacked the familiar scent of her. My stomach was full . I was surprised at how the tea managed to vanish all my pain. I was tired. And this tiredness had a long history. My eyelid felt heavy and my body drifted into sleep.
After a very long time, I slept really well. When I woke up my eyes weren't hurt by some rays of sun peeking into my room. It felt nostalgic and refreshing. I Woke up, and went downstairs. Brian smiled as always he did, this time I also replied to him with a warm expression.
“Would you like to have breakfast?” He was respectful.
“Yes, pancakes. Your special one. With maple sauce,” he looked happy? I didn't know but definitely he was not expecting. I didn't remember the last time I had breakfast other than a coffee.
“And coffee?” He asked.
“Uhh, no. Can you make herbal tea?” his face scrunched at my sudden command.