Myra’s POV
I woke up and squinted my eyes as the heavy rays of sunlight streamed through the open windows. I stretched forward, closed the curtains, and plopped back on the bed. I was tired from all the stress from work yesterday. I reached for my phone and peered at it. It was past 7 in the morning and I had missed calls from Damian.
How come I didn't hear it ring, holding my forehead and yawning loudly. I remember putting it on silent so my sleep won't be disturbed.
