Annabelle's POV

Sunday went by in a blink, dreaming about Stefan and it was already Monday morning. I was excited to join work. I woke up early, showered, dressed up in a pair of black fitness elastic slim pants along with a black sports bra and a white tank top, and my white vans. Pulling up my long hair into a ponytail, I went down for breakfast. Since Martha was with gran and Arielle at Audrey's house, Jenny had made some coffee for me as I entered the kitchen. I sat at the small cozy tea table in the kitchen and sipped my coffee, as Jenny prepared toast and scrambled...