CLARA
The next day, I was jolted awake by Olivia's urgent voice echoing through my mind, informing me that my father had arrived at the palace.
I groaned, rolling over to check the time on my phone only to realize that I had overslept. The late-night hours spent tossing and turning had taken their toll, and now I was paying the price with a damned headache pounding the guts out of my skull.
I sat up slowly, trying to shake off the fog that clouded my thoughts. I also had a nagging feeling settled in my stomach.
I groaned and placed my hand over my head. "I have a feeling today won't be so great."
As I made my way down the staircase, the familiar scent of breakfast wafted through the air, but my appetite was nonexistent.
I only brushed my teeth and didn't even bathe. f**k, now I reek
