Chapter 8 Trying To Survive

• Zoella POV
• I woke up to the delightful melody of birds chirping just outside my window, and it made me smile. My nose picked up a delicious aroma wafting through the air—pasta! I couldn't help but follow my nose, so I jumped out of bed to check the time. To my surprise, it was exactly seven AM.
• As I strolled into the kitchen, I was taken aback to find Eva there. "How did you get in?" I blurted out, still half-asleep. "I thought I locked the door!"