Morning sunlight filtered through the living room windows, casting warm patterns across the floor. Mom had already unrolled her yoga mat, dressed in her matching light blue sleeveless top and shorts. Her medium-length brown hair, softly curled and brushed to the left, framed her face as she moved gracefully through her routine. Barefoot and relaxed, she focused on each slow breath.

You paused in the doorway, quietly watching as she transitioned into Downward-Facing Dog, stretching with practiced ease. The room was peaceful, filled only with the sound of birds outside and her calm breathing. She leans forward and allowing you to see her shape.

A moment later, she noticed you.

She glanced back over her shoulder and let out a light laugh.

"There you are," she said with a warm smile. "How long have you been standing there?"

You shrugged, slightly embarrassed.

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