Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-One.

Anastasia's POV.

The next morning, I wake up to the sun, beaming inside the room, its rays licking my skin such that I had to peel the sheets off of my body. Jeez! I forgot to close the curtains last night.

Rolling off of the bed, I slip into my flip flops and go to stand in front of the sill, allowing the rays of the sun touch my face. The warmth is alluring, and the sensation behind is made me feel all bubbly.

In my head, I think of how the day is going to go, but I just can't make sense of it. I have absolutely not even the faintest idea. I just know that I would be watching over the kids while they do their hair and, probably, other things, too.

"Good morning, Miss Sanusi. I am sorry for not having woke you up early. I was busy throughout the day, so I wasn't monitoring your sleep." Kira says, in a sense, barging into my room without actually, but in this sense, with her voice.

She can be still be very strange to me.

"It's fine. But if you don't mind me ask