#Chapter 289: I Knew It Was You

The next morning, I shuffle down in my dirty clothes to the garage and retrieve my laundry. Blessedly, it is dry. So I take it back upstairs to fold. It’s so nice to wear my own panties again. And clean clothes on top of that! Actual bliss. I feel like I could take on anything now. When I start to hear others awake, I head down to the living room and find Mom setting the table with way too much breakfast. She must have been up for hours. There’s fresh muffins and scrambled eggs, fruit salad, waffles and pancakes, two different kinds of coffee plus decaf for Isaac, and then a separate mushed-up breakfast for Mia. Beau is helping her by filling orange juice into everyone’s juice glasses. He winks when he sees me. I look away with a grunt, pretending like my cheeks aren’t heating up. Soon, the others come down the stairs and everyone sits together at the table for breakfast. It’s only slightly awkward. No one talks at first, instead just trading glances with each other. But