EVELYN
I woke up to a gentle knock on the door. My vision was blurred but I sat up quickly and ran my hand through my hair to smooth it down.
I didn’t remember falling asleep.
Another knock rang out, and after I managed a soft reply of “Come in!”, the door opened to reveal a servant holding a silver tray.
Max held the door open and the servant approached the nightstand with the food.
Breakfast food.
I frowned.
“What time is it?” I asked him as I stifled a yawn. I was still so unbelievably tired and my entire body ached with it.
“It’s well past dawn, my lady,” the servant replied politely as he placed the tray down.
My eyes glanced at the window to the left of me. The curtains were only half-drawn, so I could see the sun burning brightly in the colorful sky.
Morning.
It was str
