#Chapter128

A soft smile sitting on my face stretching and yawning rousing up from the best sleep I have had, hands down. Eyes closed, I begin to ponder on the fact my alarm did not wake me up today; strange indeed, but oh well, what matters is that I’m awake now. Slapping my palm on my bed side table in need of my glasses, nothing. Wiggling my hand all around the table, still yet nothing. Maybe I left it in the sitting room.

Groaning loud, I sit up frowning over the fact I will have to walk to the den for my stupid glasses being too lazy for that and...