Olivia
Once he leaves, I decide to watch movies marathon but before long, sleep slowly consumes me throwing me into lala land. Opening my eyes two hours later make my mouth water in anticipation. There is overpowering sweet smell of food and looking over the kitchen table I find nicely done American breakfast serving ready for a princess or should I say a queen? I feel my heart beat race as I waste no time devouring the whole thing. Goodness! I have never had anything this sweet. I tell myself smiling.
“She’s happy.” One voice says.
“f**k! Where have you been! I’ve missed you!” I say a little too loud and I hear him chuckle.
“Been up and about lovely princess.” He says back and I hear him breath out nervously.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him telepathically now willing for no one to hear our
