C362 Texts, Teasing, and Red-Faced Escapes

Breakfast was a feast, all Cornelia’s favorite foods.

Even though it was just breakfast, Patricia insisted on taking care of Cornelia. “Nelly, we didn’t know what you’d fancy today, so we made a bit of everything you usually like. Chow down on whatever you love and leave the rest.”

With the table heaving with food, it was clear that some would go to waste, which bothered Cornelia. “Patricia