Zoey p.o.v
The feeling of laying on the softest and comfy arms of a cloud floating in the air, and a peacock feather tinkling my face. The effect drugging me into deep sleep coupled with the cool winter breeze.
I dragged in the air of pleasure and bliss. I didn't want to wake up, but unfortunately for me, the universe had other plans.
A knock on my door startled me from the arms of a peaceful sleep, I groaned throwing curses at the person for disturbing me. Reluctantly, I get up into a sitting position, rubbing my hands over my face and running them through my birdnest hair.
The knock came again, and I almost threw something at the person as I glared at the door.
“Coming,” I yelled and got down from the bed. I don't know what was going through my head when I thought it must be Ma
