Katrina’s Point of View:
“Amilie, are there eggs?”, I ask the maid while descending the stairs. My body still hurts like hell and I want to rest. It is not like I didn’t rest. I did. But that was not enough.
After lunch, I went to sleep again. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was floating in dreams. But soon I woke up because in dreams Alex was with someone else and I would never want to see him with someone who is not me. The lady wasn’t clearly visible, but somehow felt connected; as if we have met before or I have seen her somewhere.
She was clinging to Alex as if her life depends on him. I wanted to push her away and slap her. But what stopped me was Alex’s response to her. He smiled at her and dipped his head and kissed her. I couldn’t believe he just Kissed her knowing that
