SAVINA’S POV
I frowned at the sudden blast of sun on my face. Even in my sleep, my stretched hands felt for the sheets as I snuggled into their softness.
Nothing matched naps at dawn, where the chill of the duvet and the warmth of the morning were bound to keep one stuck in bed.
Sadly, I wasn’t awarded such luxury.
The sun's rays only grew brighter, a bad sign that my nap was likely not going to be possible. Accepting defeat, I peeled my eyes open, squinting at the brightness that blinded me.
The window shutters were the first sight my sleepy eyes caught, open and swinging in the wind.
The curtains were parted, proof that Misha must have dropped in earlier but chose not to wake me up as she would have before.
With tired limbs, I managed to detach myself from my bed, sitting hopele
