“I can resist anything except temptation.”
― Oscar Wilde
Sienna POV
I woke up to the sound of the flush in the bathroom and the door opening, allowing the artificial light to stream into the bedroom. I groaned loudly and moved my face into my pillow. My head was throbbing and my mouth was as dry as the desert. I let out a muffled cry of help into the feathered cushion.
“Si! Get up! We are going to be late!”
I groaned again, praying this was a dream and I wasn’t really awake, but when I felt the covers fly off me, I knew that was wishful thinking.
“What time is it?” I mumbled as I turned my face to see a glass of water on the bedside table. I crawled towards it as if it was the most strenuous task in the world and gulped down the entire contents before flopping back down onto the p
