I was in deep sleep when I felt a hard punch on my face, I groaned and pushed the object away, too drowsy to lift up. But when it didn't stop kicking me, I opened my eyes and sighed I eyed a shaved leg shoved on my side. Not gonna lie but Amelia was a heavy sleeper and a very bad one too. She had a habit of kicking her legs in sleep. God. It was wrong to sleep with her.
"Ugh. Lia, move your leg. You are hurting me." I hissed and she mumbled something incoherently before shifting to her side.
I sighed and thanked God, she didn't create a scene. A sleepy Amelia was a cranky Amelia.
As I was just about to lay back to sleep, there was a rushed knock on the door. Damn who was so f*****g eager to be here at 3 in the morning. I decided to ignore and sleep but the door was knocked again and
