Chapter 49

Rome, Italy.

Alliana's pov:

RING! RING! RING!

I groaned and pushed the alarm clock away from my nightstand, the sound of its incessant beeping grating on my nerves. Souline seemed to protest the early hour with a groan as she sat up beside me. Switching on the lamp, I squinted at the alarm clock now lying on the floor—it was only seven thirty. "Seven-thirty? That's ridiculously early," Souline said, punctuating her words with a tired yawn. "It's nothing new," I said with a sigh, tossing my covers aside as I prepared to face the day.