Chapter 13
Angelina tossed round the bed, inhaling the home scent hungrily, feeling her muscles relaxing. When was the last time I had a good night's sleep, and when did my crappy bed change to this? she thought. Tossing around while releasing a loud yawn, closing and opening her mouth, making a sound like she was eating.
The reflection of sunlight through the opening penetrated the side of her face, and she used the spare pillow her hand could reach and covered her face. She waved her hand dismissively, "Bella, switch off the bulb," she whined, grumbling incoherent words under her breath.
The two maids who had entered the room earlier to check whether their lady was awake or not stifled the laughter that wanted to escape because of her childlike behaviour. A word to describe her was ad
