The delicious smell of pancakes drifted into my room, slowly pulling me awake.
I frowned sleepily before stretching beneath the blanket. Is Tess back? Or is the smell coming from the bakery down the streets. For a moment, I simply lay there, trying to remember what day it was. Then yesterday's events crashed into me all at once. The pool. Daniel. Kai. Sandra.
I squeezed my eyes shut and groaned softly. What a disaster. I don't even want to show myself there anymore.
After dragging myself out of bed, I freshened up, changed into my work clothes and made my way toward the kitchen.
Tess was standing by the stove, flipping pancakes while humming softly to herself. The dining table was already filled with breakfast—scrambled eggs, toast, pancakes and freshly brewed coffee.
I blinked in sur
