CHAPTER NINETY - FIVE - A NORMAL MORNING.

The kitchen was filled with the warm aroma of freshly baked bread and the sound of sizzling bacon as Mateo and Rafael walked in from the dining area. Rafael, still looking a bit sleepy, continued to whine about how Mateo had woken him up. " ... You could have been gentle st least," Rafael was whining in Mateo's ears, still adjusting the cuff of his dress shirt. Mateo took a deep breath in, igniting his ranting. " This smells heavenly, Aunt Delia," he complimented. " It's been a while since I had such a hearty breakfast." Except when I sleep over at Isabella's, that is. But then, most of time, he had to leave quite early for work. Or while in the middle of eating, a call would come through that would demand his attention. Cordelia smiled proudly as she came to drop a bowl of crispy bacon on the island at the middle of the kitchen, along with the other stuffs she had prepared. " What do you eat then?" She asked, smiling up at Mateo. Mateo shrugged and moved around the islan