OPHELIA'S POV
I awoke to soft sheets, and the morning light trickled in through the blinds. Shedding myself of the remaining glimpses of a dream, my eyes were still shut as I soaked in the warmth of my covers before letting my brown eyes see the sun's rays.
Slowly and reluctantly, I uncover my face. I blink, close my eyes, and blink again. Streaks of sunlight penetrate the window and blind me. I sit up, drag my feet off the bed, and rub my knuckles onto my eyes. I stretch my arms above my head and yawn. I watch my legs dangle above the off-white polyester carpet.
The room was silent with soft snores filling the silence. I looked around and saw Xavier on the floor. He was fast asleep on a mattress that he had placed right next to the bed I was asleep in.
