CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE
PEARL
I yawned, stretching my hands out as I felt someone tapped me roughly.
“Get up, sleepy head” The person's words were harsh, and my vision blurred.
It seemed like I had become a fan of being woken up from her sleep, roughly.
It was always Ivan, but this time it felt like someone else.
I opened my eyes groggily, confusion swirling in my head. The room was dim as it was close to the evenings, the curtains were drawn, but the figure standing over me was unmistakable.
Molly.
My breath caught in my throat as I looked up at her, wondering what had brought her to my room.
“What are you doing here?” I whispered, my voice raspy with sleep.
“Get the f**k up already!” She sneered at me rudely, sometimes I wondered if she was really a maid, because her guts were so…
