Morning sunlight flooded the guest room, rays blasting through the sheer curtains as if they weren't there. Heat seared my eyelids, rousing me from my sleep. With a groan, I pressed my face deeper into the pillow, ignoring nature’s voice calling me to wake.
My head popped up from the pillow when I heard three sharp raps at my door. A strangled gag escaped my lips as my hair caught in my mouth, impeding breath.
I growled. “Who'zit?”
“Juliet? Are you awake? It's time for breakfast.” Beatrice's voice made me groan, and I shoved my face back into my pillow.
Just once in my life would it kill her to let me sleep in?
“Juliet?” Beatrice repeated. “Did you hear me?”
The memory of the night before slammed into my mind with vivid recollection as I heard the doorknob turning. I threw back my bl
