Flashback: Twenty-two years ago. (Sixteen hours before death.)
A weekend morning ritual for the family of three would go as the following: the parents of Violet would feel her tiny feet jumping up and down on the queen sized bed, hearing her whines of her grumbling stomach that needed to be fed. David would always wake up first before his wife. She would always mumble something and toss over to the other side of the bed for another ten minutes before getting up. On that particular morning, he woke up to his daughter's big eyes staring at his own with a smile spread across her lips. David felt a smile of his own as he observed his daughter's face. He took notice of how much curiosity and adventure always seemed to be filled in them.
"Daddy! Wake up!" She cried out with joy, throwing her body on his. She wrapped her small arms around him and snuggled her head into the cook of his neck.
"Pumpkin, it's..." David turned his head to look at the alarm clock that was sitting on the nightstand. He felt a yawn escape his lips when he read the numbers. "Exactly seven in the morning."
David sat up in bed, grabbing his daughter so she was sitting on his lap. He looked over to see that his wife's eyes were still closed as she pretended to fall back asleep. He decided to let her sleep just a bit longer before they continued their morning routine. Their daughter jumped out of bed when he mentioned getting dressed for breakfast. She immediately ran out of the room and headed towards her own that was down the hall. He sighed to himself at how much energy the toddler had, he ripped off the covers from his body and swung his feet over the bed.
"She's just like you." David looked over his shoulder to see that his wife was staring at him, a small smirk spread across her sleepy face. "She's a little ball of energy that nobody can stand without their first cup of coffee."
David smiled, leaning over in the bed so he was inches from her face. "Is that a request to get you a cup, dear?" He asked in a whispered tone. Her smile grew as she nodded her head. "And would you like me to start breakfast and bring it to you too?"
Elizabeth grinned, she let out a quiet laugh as she sat up in bed. She pretended to be a demanding wife, her tone mocked a serious one. "I like my coffee black and eggs scrambled." She said, leaning in closer so her lips were hovering over his, trying her hardest not to laugh as she continued. "I want it on my bed in ten minutes flat."
"Yes, ma'am. Anything else?" David asked in a mocked obedient tone. His lips twitched into a small smile when his wife continued with the act.
"Oh yeah, give me a morning kiss." Just as they leaned in close enough to have their lips hovering over one another, a child's voice brought their actions to a halt.
Both of them broke away and looked over towards the bedroom door. There stood their daughter; she had dressed herself into a mismatched outfit of a red t shirt, a pink skirt, one blue sock and a green one. They tried their hardest not to laugh as she twirled around, shouting "Ta da!" when she stopped after three more spins.
"You look...beautiful." Elizabeth said, biting her bottom lip when she felt another laugh coming forward. She quickly swallowed it and looked at her husband. "I'll get her dressed, you go make that coffee." Before she got off the bed, she quickly kissed her husband on the lips and mumbled an I love you.
David watched as his wife headed over towards their daughter, she scooped up Violet into her arms and walked out of the room. He got up from the bed and took a step forward towards the bedroom door, but before he had a chance to take another one, a pounding erupted into his head. He winced in pain, his hand jumping towards his temples. He sucked in a breath that he had lost from the pressure. Another migraine coming back, this was the fifth one this month.
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