Queenie's POV
My dreamland is gone the moment I hear, my sister's voice bickering with a familiar voice. That soft, raspy sexy voice made me go weak on my knees last night. I can feel a shiver run down my spine reminiscing the scene that night.
I push myself up, losing the mood to sleep for another few minutes. I get myself out of this spacious bed and head out of Ella's room to the kitchen downstairs.
Step by step, I can see the trail of Koko Krunch cereals on the floor.
''Why are they wasting food this early in the-'' I look at the wall clock and it read 15:34. ''Never mind then.''
I've slept for too long, as a result, the house is a complete mess. Lizzie's clothes are hanging on the dining room's chandelier and in the living room, there are DVDs cases thrown on the carpet and the T
