The next morning, warm sunlight streamed through a bedroom window.
Eve lied on her side with her hands under the pillow. Her chest rose and fell at a steady pace. She wore a tranquil expression on her face. It had been a while since she had a good sleep. Although her consciousness surfaced, she kept her eyes closed, enjoying more of this peaceful moment.
She turned to her other side and her peace shattered.
It broke into a million pieces and pricked through her skin like a thousand needles. Burning pain spread across her muscles. They throbbed, pulsing from the soreness. She felt it more in her legs. They stung like fire.
"Shi—" Eve gasped, panting for breath. Her brown eyes blinked under the morning light. Carefully, she positioned herself on her back and gazed up at the ceiling. A groan flowed out of her lips. "Ugh, this is what I get for exerting my body on that rink. I need to get more exercise."
She would also need to if this modelling career would last 9 months. As the CEO's 'girlfriend', eyes would be on here. They'd criticize and search for her faults. Although most of them wouldn't be true,
She still didn't want to give them a chance.
A plan formed in her mind as she played with her hair. There should be a social gathering soon. She would make allies there. Avery would probably help her with it. Cale and Luna too if they would be present.
She would survive through this.
Her phone vibrated from the night stand.
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''Yan: Good morning, Ms. Evangeline.''
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Eve's heart did a double flip.
'He actually did it!' She thought and laughed. The positive energy provided a temporary getaway from the pain. Her shoulders shook from the ridiculousness of the situation. She could almost imagine the poker face on Ambryan's face.
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''Lin: Good morning, Mr. Hathaway. Have a good day! (^o^)/ ''
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With that said, she pulled herself up in a sitting position. The throbbing intensified from each movement. Her legs walked groggily towards the bathroom. She mimicked a zombie, dragging her feet across the floor. Her arms barely moved on her sides.
This called for another aromatherapy bath session.
Andie busied herself with breakfast. They had guests for today. More than her mother and the twins, Jarrett had also decided to join them. They stayed in the living room while she made her way around the kitchen. Working at the bakery trained her body clock.
She became a morning person, always ready to be of service.
The 'D&D Cookbook' laid open on a small bookstand. The page showed a recipe for fried rice. Various ingredients littered on top of the kitchen island. Cold rice, eggs, oyster sauce, sesame oil, soy sauce, vegetables, garlic and butter. She had cooked the rice last night before going to bed.
It would be an Asian-inspired breakfast today.
Soon, the apartment filled with a savory aroma. Seasoned butter floated up their noses. It made several stomachs rumble in hunger. The sound of a sizzling pan further intensified their cravings. Their anticipation reached another level.
"Waaah, I'm hungry!" Eri whined, a tablet in her hands. She sat on the couch and pouted towards the kitchen. She could see white smoke. "Is it not time for breakfast?"
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