Sophia’s POV

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I had planned to wake up at six, but when I opened my eyes, it was eight-thirty.

Holy shit!

I hated this morning sleep, where I planned to sleep for a minute and ended up sleeping for hours. I looked around on my bed; the wall made of pillows was not there, and neither was the person sleeping on the other side of the bed. He might have left for the office.

I had to do morning yoga with dad, but I missed that. I hope he wouldn’t be mad at me. All of a sudden, something clicked in my head, it was Saturday today, and I...