Kat let out a huge sigh of relief and contentment as she climbs a tree just near the townhouse.
She silently sat down a thick branch meters above the ground.
The air was still cold, and she trembled while hugging her frame. The sun rays are still barely peeking on the horizon.
In opposition to Sharon's obvious admiration for the beautiful sunset, Kat has come to love watching the sun slowly creep upwards to light up the dark side. She could still remember how she used to wake her parents up to pull them in the balcony, so they could see the sunrise together.
Kat has kept on stirring and stirring on her sleep, unable to sleep ever so comfortably, even when she's tired, because of homesickness and being new to the environment.
The coast outside was clear. There was no sign of danger—
