Alya POV
The sun was not yet up but I was ready to face the day. At four in the morning, I was already up. It had been a routine these past few days, counting the day when I had the nightmare. It sounded like I was doing military drills at how early I was waking up. My normal time to get up was six AM.
Wearing my black blazer over my white dress with pleated skirt and a black cocktail hat, I made my way to my office to do a final check on things. I called on Mom, Uncle Lucas, and Aunt Betty in to give them a follow-through on the details of the wake. Dad didn’t have to hear what I was to say, as he only needed to go with the flow. I had already sent the timeline to them, and I just wanted to reiterate it. The activities were also coordinated with John and Uncle Lucas for the security ad
