[Adelaide Knowles]
I'm awakened by the sound of footsteps shuffling around my environment and sharp rays of light penetrating the room. My eyes slowly open to a stealthy Nomi who is wheeling a cart of outfits into my room. I sat up fully, noting that I was still in my yesterday's clothes. My hair is a mess and when I rub my eyes, a stain of mascara stains my thumb which undoubtedly must have stained my face too.
I reverted my attention to the woman who hadn't said a word to me, probably because she was so busy folding the rest of the extra sheets in the room she had shown me as mine until Christian said otherwise. I frankly didn't even want him to. I liked my space and sharing a room with that son of a devil wasn't exactly the best thing to look forward to.
“Good morning to you, Nomi.”
