*Olivia*
I didn’t sleep well at all. I kept tossing and turning, weird dreams waking me in the oddest of moments as my heavy thoughts plagued me like a bad aftertaste. I woke up late for the second morning in a row, and I was not happy about it.
Really, I just wanted to go back to bed and bury my face in my pillow for a good few hours, but I didn’t have the heart. Despite all the drama with Alessandro and Giovani, Dahlia was still my best friend, and she still needed me.
Plus, Tallon was there too.
I suppressed a yawn with the back of my hand as I climbed down the stairs and headed straight for the kitchen. I could hear shuffling across the floors, and I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.
I halted in my tracks right in the middle of the entrance, blinking in surprise a few times before my eyes connected back to my brain. The foggy signals cleared up, and I realized there were only two people in the kitchen.
