Episode 2 – Andrew Adams

Author's POV

Morning arrived quietly.

The digital clock beside the bed displayed 5:00 AM when a soft alarm disturbed the silence.

"Wake up... Wake up... It is a new day."

For a brief moment, nothing happened.

Then, almost instantly, the man lying on the bed opened his eyes.

There was no groaning.

No hesitation.

No reaching for five more minutes of sleep.

Only discipline.

Andrew Adams reached over, switched off the alarm, and sat up in one smooth motion.

This was how every morning began for him.

Precise.

Controlled.

Predictable.

He walked into the bathroom, freshened up, and stepped beneath the cold shower. The icy water washed away the last traces of sleep, replacing them with focus.

His routine never changed.

One hour later, he was in the private gym.

Every movement was practiced.

Every exercise is intentional.

There was no unnecessary noise.

No distractions.

Only discipline.

By the time he finished his workout, sweat had replaced exhaustion, and clarity had replaced fatigue.

After another quick shower, Andrew changed into a crisp white shirt, adjusted his watch, and quietly made his way downstairs.

A new day had officially begun.

2.2 – Mr. and Mrs. Adams



Author's POV

Unlike Andrew's room, the Adams dining hall was already warm with life.

The delicious aroma of breakfast filled the air as June Adams carefully arranged plates on the dining table, softly humming to herself.

The moment she noticed Andrew entering, she looked up and sighed.

"Andrew, didn't I tell you? You don't have to follow that gym routine every single morning."

Andrew paused before answering.

"Mom... the doctor also said you should be resting."

Before he could finish, June interrupted him with a playful glare.

"And the doctor also suggested I sit around like a flowerpot and do absolutely nothing."

She placed another plate on the table before continuing.

"Do you honestly think I can do that?"

A gentle smile appeared on her face.

"If I stop moving, all of you will turn into emotionless machines."

Her eyes shifted toward Andrew.

"Especially you... and your father."

For one of the rare occasions, Andrew's usually unreadable expression softened.

"As you command."

Before the conversation could continue, slow footsteps echoed from the staircase.

A confident voice followed.

"Yes, yes... I already know what everyone's thinking."

A grin spread across his face.

"I'm handsome."

Avik Adams casually walked into the dining room as though he owned the world.

June rolled her eyes without missing a beat.

"Look at this shameless man."

Avik dramatically placed a hand over his heart.

"My love... are you insulting your own husband before breakfast?"

"I regret marrying you every morning."

"And yet..."

He smiled confidently while pulling out his chair.

"...you still choose to sit beside me every morning."

Andrew quietly took his seat.

He lifted his glass of water and silently observed the familiar exchange.

This...

...is simply how they function.

2.3 – The Adams Family



Andrew's POV

They never stop.

Every morning.

The same teasing.

The same arguments.

The same affection hidden behind complaints.

Strangely...

It works.

I understand business.

I understand silence.

But this...

This family speaks an entirely different language.

To everyone else, they looked like they were arguing.

To me...

It was simply another way of saying they cared.



Author's POV

Another set of footsteps approached.

This time, slower.

Heavier.

More composed.

Arvik Adams entered first.

As always, his posture remained straight and composed.

"Good morning."

Simple.

Short.

Nothing more.

A few seconds later, Aaron Adams followed behind him, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Morning..."

His gaze shifted toward his parents.

"Why is Dad arguing already?"

Without looking offended in the slightest, Avik answered proudly,

"Because your mother loves me."

June immediately replied,

"Because I've completely run out of patience."

Aaron let out a tired sigh.

"Why is every morning like this?"

Arvik calmly pulled out his chair.

"It's predictable chaos."

Andrew finally spoke.

"That makes it worse."

The entire table fell silent.

Everyone slowly turned toward him.

Then June smiled in victory.

"See? Even Andrew agrees with me."

Avik laughed.

"My sons are simply jealous of my romance."

Aaron leaned toward Arvik and whispered,

"I want his confidence someday."

Without even looking up from his breakfast, Arvik answered,

"Don't."

A quiet laugh spread around the dining table.

Andrew finished eating, stood from his chair, and adjusted the watch on his wrist.

Before leaving, his eyes briefly swept across his family.

The dining hall remained as noisy as ever.

Yet...

No one wanted it to be any quieter.

He had long since accepted that this was simply how mornings in the Adams household worked.

Tomorrow would be the same.

The day after that...

Probably the same again.

For Andrew Adams, it wasn't a distraction.

It was simply life...

Happening beside his silence.

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