Tia's POV
It was the next day, around 9 in the morning and I'd gotten a message from Rachel to prepare. It
was time to work.
I undressed, glancing at a familiar shirt one more time before going to shower.
I stepped under the warm water, letting it wash away the fatigue of the previous day. I felt a
sense of relief as the tension in my shoulders eased. I so wanted to spend more time under the
water, but I couldn't risk it. I can always do this later.
After getting dressed, I headed downstairs to join my sister, Isla, for breakfast. Our father
never joined us and we'd grown used to not expecting him. It was fine though, we'd always
managed without him. And Isla was old enough to make breakfast now, so it made my work
easier.
“Good morning, Tia,
" Isla said, smiling up at me as I
