The next morning, the early morning sun found it easy in Grace's room, disrupting her wonderful sleep.

Grace was rolling very tirelessly and very weakly on the bed as she tried to dodge the rays of the sun, but it seemed impossible; it was damn blinding her eyes.

The hotness and itchiness of the son won't let her sleep peacefully, so she decided to stand up from the bed after so much reluctance; she was supposed to be awake, though.

The previous day, after the little fight with Sophia, she had angrily left for her room, and after Nelson's phone kept on knocking, she promised herself not to open up...