Chapter 6

Alessia's POV

I have read the book. It was a typical old storybook that sounded very English and Greek. I cringe a little because what I'm reading sounds like Julius Caesar. It talks about Greek gods, especially Poseidon since Homer's journey travels the seas.

I feel like I'm getting a headache reading it because it's a story but the writing is poetic. But I understand because the ancient people were poets. I am too used to reading normal English novels.

I just focused my attention on the book because there was nothing else to read there besides this. Even though I'm not used to reading like this, I'm just patient because it makes me sleepy.

"You're not asleep. Sweetheart, it's already late." I was excited by Elijah who had just come out of the bathroom and looked like he had just taken a bath. He was wearing a black nightgown. Her hair was a little wet but it was neat like a shiny cloth hanging over her shoulders.

"Maybe I'm just changing," I replied to him. I can't think of any othe