Sunlight streamed through slightly parted curtains in their bedroom window. It bounced off the door on the mirrored wardrobe and cause a stray sliver of light to cast itself over the eye's of the bed's sleeping member. Andrea shifted, still the sunlight seemed to follow her. After five minutes she reluctantly attempted to open her eyes and slid her arm up and down the vacant side of the bed that should have held her wife. She sighed. She knew exactly where Miranda was.
Andy had been up, gotten a shower, made the bed and dressed and still she had not seen Miranda, the girls had been woken, fed and sent to school. Andy proceeded downstairs to the second floor, along the long corridor and into the gym.
"Hi" she smiled at her wife
"H-hey" Miranda didn't stop, continuing to run on the machine, she was sweaty and her cheeks held a pinker tone than normal but she paid no mind.
"Almost done sweetheart?"
"Just another mile to go" smiled Miranda before turning back to look at the computer on the machine
"Honey-"
"Another mile and I will be up"
Andrea decided not to push it and gave in to her wife. She placed her hand on the older woman's wrist, which caused her to look back at Andy.
"I love you"
"I love you too, I will be up soon."
Upon entering the kitchen Andrea decided she would make breakfast for them both. She retrieved everything she needed from the cupboards and set about cooking. It was 40 minutes before Miranda entered, showered, dried and made up for the day.
"I made breakfast"
"Thank you love, but I am not that hungry - I'll have a big lunch okay?"
"Miranda"
Miranda sighed and sat at the table. She poured a large coffee as Andrea placed an omelette and rasher on her wife's plate. Miranda ignored the plate and reached over to the fruit bowl, where she chose a grapefruit that she proceeded to cut into segments. Andrea said nothing, but watched as the older woman mentally calculated and divided, calories, sugars per segment.
"Mir-" The shrill noise of the telephone interrupted Andrea.
"Sorry darling, I have to get that" Andrea nodded sadly "Lara!" Andrea recognized the name as one of the designers Miranda was currently trying to woo. She remained sitting at the table, letting snippets of her wife's conversation flow in and surround her. She ate in silence. After a few minutes Miranda rushed into the kitchen, she leant over and kissed Andrea's head.
"I have to go - major disaster. I'll be home as early as I can love, have a good day!" Andrea heard the door slam behind the white haired woman.
The untouched omelette bacon and grapefruit seemed to mock Andrea as she began to tidy the dishes.