Chapter 6
Viona POV
I must be dead. That's the only explanation for why I'm lying in the cloud wrapped in the warmest blanket I've ever had. Is this heaven? If it is, please let me stay here. My eyes flew open when the blanket started moving. I get ready to scream until I see my father's blue eyes looking at me. A sense of relief washed over me. Everything from early this morning came rushing back. I glanced towards the window and saw its daylight. I slept so well, I can't remember the last time that happened.
"Good morning sweetie," he said , kissing my forehead. I relaxed and smiled. So it wasn't all a dream. Although, maybe it's a dream come true.
"Good morning daddy, what time is it?" I ask.
He gave me a chuckle, perhaps wondering what a three year old is doing with time.
"Why do
