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BRIA

I woke up at the sound of the closing door. I rubbed my eyes and yawned. My body ached due to sleeping in a chair. I glanced at the bed, which was neat and well kept. It meant the devil didn't use the bed last night. Did that mean he didn't return after he stormed out after watching me and Cameron hugging each other?

I didn't want to think more about him as I spent half-night replaying our last evening's encounter in the kitchen. I was so stupid to not relax in the soft and comfy bed instead of spending a night in a hard chair.

I stood up and stretched my body to shook off the sleepiness. My mood instantly refreshed watching outside the window. The sun was rising slowly, peeking from behind the clouds. This place was serene!

My tummy monster grumbled at the smell of freshly brewed coffee that was coming from the kitchen. I jumped to run out of the room following the aroma but shrieked in shock at the sight.