Carla P.O.V
This morning, I was startled awake by the incessant banging that was being done on the door. What in the name of all that is holy is going on? Who in the name of all that is holy could possibly be awake at this awful hour of the morning?! It wasn't until I took a quick glimpse at the alarm clock that I realized it was already four in the morning. I had a hard time getting out of bed, but I managed to do so finally, and I made my way to the front door to respond to the knock. As soon as I pushed it open, I was able to see one of the ladies who was a part of the cleaning staff. "Are you actually come to help me clean up the living room at this ungodly hour in the morning?" I enquired about it while maintaining a gloomy expression on my face. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of r
