ASTRID'S POV.
Morning comes faster than the good things in life, a great maid once said. I sat up on my bed, my hair in the most terrible state known to mankind. I was sure my breath was terrible, bad enough to kill anyone who came close to me.
I mustered the courage deep within me to stand up, I walked over to the window, and I pulled the curtain only for the glaring sun to hit my skin.
I winced before I made my way to the toilet. I was trying to recall why I was so tired this morning. Yesterday wasn't even much of a stressful day.
I showered, and I took my bath, and I wanted Lily to bring me my clothes. The door opened, and I was already going to greet her, but I was met by Sienna.
My smile died, not because I wasn't excited about her. But I didn't expect her to come so fast. I
