The next morning, Vivian stirred to the gentle symphony of birdsong, groaning softly as she roused from her slumber. A sudden wave of awareness surged through her, prompting her to slowly open her eyes. Memories from the previous night flooded her mind, vivid and intense.
She found she was dressed and wondered if Leone made her wear them last night. She had no realisation of when the sleep took over her. Sitting up, she stretched her arms out and saw the time. It was past ten o'clock. "Oh my God! I slept too much," she muttered and put the duvet away when the door opened.
She found Leone walking in with a tray in his hand. It had a tea kettle and a cup over it. "It's a herbal tea. You should drink it before freshening up," Leone said, settling the tray on the table. He poured the tea f
