The next morning, my steps were heavy just like what my heart has been right now. I drank on my tumbler and walked downstairs. I could smell bacon and eggs from upstairs. I licked my lips as I felt my stomach grumbled. Even at a distance from the dining area, I could hear all the chitchats and murmurs from the new Acadians sent here. I pouted as they stopped from their conversation when I entered the dining room. I looked at Tiana and Sham preparing the table. I glanced at Mark who still looked wasted. He's hands on his head and massaging it. I smirked at his misery. "Morning, everyone," I greeted. Christof was the first to respond ny greet. Tiana and Sham were waiting whom among the new Acadians will greet me first. Mark couldn't care, he's dealing with hangover. I looked at Christo

