Celine opened her eyes when the sunlight fell on her face. The footsteps could be heard faintly from the window, revealing a middle-aged female figure opening a sizeable white curtain, letting sunlight lighten the previously dark room.
Overwhelmed by sleepiness, Celine blinked her eyes several times. A second later, Celine sat down and looked at Ruth, standing with her back to Celine, still busy smoothing the curtain to the side.
"It seems I woke up too late today, Auntie," Celine muttered in a hoarse voice. She yawned wide, unable to resist the drowsiness that was too comfortable to drive away.
The surprised Ruth instantly turned around to see Celine looking at her with an expressionless face. "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry, Miss."
