141: Home Sweet Home

Fenella’s POV “Fenella! Come on, it's time to wake up.” My body was shaken, and I blinked my eyes because of it. I rubbed my eyes, and then I realized that my mother had woken me up. I got up and smiled slightly at my mother. Honestly, I was happy to see my mother's face again when I woke up in the morning. “Hey, mom,” I mumbled. “Hey, dear. It’s time for breakfast. I made your favorite cinnamon bread pudding,” my mother said as she tidied up the table and my bookshelf. “Okay, thanks, mom.” I got up from bed and tied my hair into a ponytail. “Oh, yeah, don’t forget to sort out the items you want to sell at the bazaar after breakfast.” "Alright.” I gave my mother a quick hug. She chuckled for a moment and returned the hug. After showering, I sat at the dining table and enjoyed my bread pudding. This was the first time I finished a bowl of bread pudding since starting my career as a model. I was supposed to eat an apple and a glass of mineral water for my daily breakfast, but this time,