Chapter 19

DANIEL

Daniel draped his left arm lazily over his bed spread as if in search of someone. His eyes were still too sleepy to open but his other senses were alert to this new environment. He could start with the feels of his warm cashmere blanket,the smell of paints and wooden sticks,the crickety sounds his rickety king-sized bed produced as his body toured lazily over the platform,the crows of birds that peered around their large windows,the afro vibes music that seamlessly played in a low tune and the aroma of freshly made chicken stew which obviously were Idris's doing. It took him a while to realise he wasn't in Paris anymore,where he would either wake up to the warmth provided by the fireplace,the impeccable scent of his bed back in Hôtel Britannique and the solemnity that accompanied the morning thereof. He thought of other days when he would wake up in the arms of Zoey. Both of them cuddling together an