62

OLIVIA

My eyes slowly open, the bright sunlight streaming into my room.

“Argh!” I mutter as I get up from the bed.

I lean back against the headboard, feeling weak. I wonder what I had done to make my body ache like this.

Yesterday had been such a long day.

I drag myself up from the bed and walk into the bathroom. I turn on the tap and splash some cold water on my face, which feels refreshing.

I decide to brush my teeth, too. When I finished, I walk back into my room.

I take a deep breath.

It is the weekend. I am not sure what to do. I don't have to go to work if I don't want to.

I have told Mirabel about my schedule for these days, so I will get paid only when I come to work.

I think that is better, as I can use this time to gather my thoughts and remain calm.

My stomach grumbles, making such a long noise.

That is what I get for skipping dinner last night. I didn't skip it on purpose though, but it was the best thing to do, since there was tension between my sister and me.