Isabel stood there for a moment, breathing harder than she should have been. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the counter. She pressed her lips together, forced herself to pick the whisk back up, and went back to the eggs like nothing had happened, even though her face still felt warm and her heart was still beating too fast. By the time breakfast was ready, the counter was covered in pancakes, scrambled eggs, sliced fruit, and two little cups of juice. Isabel balanced everything carefully onto a tray, adjusted it against her hip, and carried it up the stairs one slow step at a time. At the bedroom door, she pushed it open with her hip and smiled the second she saw the twins sitting up in bed, their hair messy, their little faces still puffy with sleep. "Breakfast time," she said brightly. Zack and Mia lit up at once. They clapped their little hands against the blanket. "Yay! Mommy made food!" Mia squealed, bouncing on her knees. Isabel laughed under her breath and
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