Chapter 12

Alissa's eyes fluttered open, something had woken her but she didn't know what. She closed her eyes again before she heard another knock on her door, she rubbed her eyes. “Come in” Alissa sat up in bed as she saw Michael coming in with a tray.

“Hey Ali, how you feeling?” He looked sheepish and uncomfortable. Alissa hadn't been called that in a long time, it had been her dad who shortened her name.

She mumbled at him partly tired, partly still angry at him.

“I made you breakfast.” He placed the tray on her lap. Alissa looked down at the jam toast, a coffee and orange juice. She gave Michael a small smile and thanked him as he left.

After breakfast she showered and got ready. Opening the drawers of the dressing table she found make-up, hair straighteners, curlers and all products you could ever want for. Her hands went over them, but she landed on the hair ties and put her long hair in a side plait. Pinning unruly parts in place.

She allowed her hand to graze along the bannister of