It's morning now, and the room is bright because of the sunlight coming through the window covered by the curtain. I'm just staring at Sis Catrine, who is still deeply asleep. I can't help but mutter as I gaze at her. I didn't sleep well last night; I didn't realize how restless she could be when she's drunk. She kicked me twice last night, and her hand even hit my face; it felt like I got slapped hard, to be honest, and until now, I still feel a bit of pain in my jaw. I was really nervous about her sudden arrival last night; I thought for sure that my brother and I would get caught.
I stopped staring at Sis Catrine when suddenly my phone rang. I thought someone was calling, but when I saw why it rang, my eyes widened in joy.
“Oh my god! It's tomorrow?!” I couldn't believe my exclamation
