Ayla POV“Ayla, if you don’t get your ass off that bed right now, expect me with a bucket of water!”Ivana’s voice tore through my sleep like a fire alarm as she barged into my room.“Ivana, leave me alone for once, can you?” I groaned, turning to the other side and dragging the blanket over my head.The next second, Antarctica arrived, Ice cold water crashed over me.I shot up from the bed, soaked, stunned, blinking water out of my eyes.Ivana stood there with an empty bowl in one hand, the other planted firmly on her waist. She looked like a landlord who had finally caught her tenant pretending not to be home.“What the hell, Ivana!” I yelled.“Hell the what, Ayla,” she shot back, mimicking my tone.Water dripped from my hair down my neck, soaking into the sheets.“Why are you so bent on frustrating my life?” I snapped.“Life?” She let out a sharp laugh. “Life, you say? I was actually coming to tell you to get up and get one. Instead of clinging to some idiot who is out there livin
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