Elizabeth's POV.
“Ouch.” I hissed as I tried to roll over on my back. Apparently, I was turning in my sleep and noticed something poke my back before I knew it was time to wake.
I awoke to the sound of birds chirping. It was a different kind of sound from the actual noises I was used to.
It was either the maids next door would wake Rose and I up, or something else— but definitely not birds.
The air was different too. There was something about it that smelled different.
I could understand if it was the air that was filled with the sweet scent of fresh roses and cake or I was delusional from my dreams.
Maybe it was my eyes.
They were still blurry with sleep, and for a moment, I thought I was dreaming.
But as I blinked several times and rubbed my eyes, the fog cleared. This was no dr
