Chapter: 1339

Aimee agreed with a nod. "Okay!"

Despite Jonathan's presence, Bethany struggled to find rest, waking intermittently.

Thankfully, the drawn curtains kept the room enveloped in darkness, allowing her to drift back to sleep as the dawn approached.

The last time Bethany awoke, the scent of oats filled the air.

Jonathan's cooking was unique, the oats especially aromatic.