Eloise
I wake up surprisingly early, though I suspect the sunlight shining directly into my eyes is mostly to blame for that. Stretching, I roll over and see that the bedroom door is mostly closed. I had closed it fully last night. Dominic's visit must not have been a dream then. I vaguely remember waking up and him telling me to go back to sleep, which I did. I wonder what compelled him to visit in the first place. What were him and Dante talking about last night?
Getting out of bed and making it, I pick out a pair of baggy army green capris and a white shirt with embroidered sunflowers. It looks like it's going to be a warm day. September will be the last warm month until April. October's are brutal in this continental climate—every year it snows either right before, or right on, Hallo
