EMILY'S POV.
The next morning, my head thrummed like lots of instruments were playing in it. I stumbled out of bed, and groaned. I needed something to help my headache.
My sweatshirt was still stained with pepper from the salmon, and I wondered why I hadn't taken it off. I went to the kitchen to get some lemon tea that could help, but the maids had no lemon tea, they only had coconut water. It helped a bit.
"Here. Eat this before the family comes around for breakfast." Kaye said, handing me an omelet with veggie.
"Aww, you're so sweet." I said, picking it up, and digging my teeth into it. "Hm, this is sooo good. I feel so hungry, despite all the salmon you guys made last night. By the way, those salmon hit the spot. It felt like they were restaurant-cooked." I complimented, and she blushed.
"I had a major role in the grilling of the salmons, and preparing the ingredients." She said, and I laughed, then drank more coconut water.
