Fiona’s POV
My alarm rang multiple times, and I just turned it off and hid my face in the Duvet. I don’t want to wake up soon. I was having a really nice dream when I was dancing, hugging and kissing someone. Though I didn’t remember his face I am sure he will be as handsome as Mr. Grey. I would love to see that dream and try to restart from where I left when I was sitting on his stomach but I couldn’t and I feel so frustrated. It always happens to me. I always forget my dream.
When trying for hours I didn’t sleep I thought to see what Edmund is up to. Though I had an idea that he must be in the kitchen making breakfast still I want to see him.
As soon as I entered the drawing-room, I noticed him in the kitchen and pouring coffee in the mug. He was ready for the office in his black suit
