Izzy’s POV
The next morning, I woke up to the sunlight coming through the window. It hit my face, warming up my skin. It was Saturday, and the room was quiet just as usual.
Sarah and Shantel were still sleeping on their beds. Shantel slept like a princess, but Sarah? Sarah had shifted so bad on her bed. Her blanket was thrown off her body, her mouth was wide open, and her hands were touching the floor.
I laughed at how she was lying down lazily on her bed.
They were breathing softly, and that was the only sound in the room. I stood up from my bed and I stared at them, wondering how close we had become like sisters.
I had calmed down after what happened last night, but my mind was not calm. It went back straight to what happened last night, and for a moment, I felt embarrassed that
