Chapter 13 The Substitute Dancer

• I yawned and stretched on the bed. I slowly open my eyes before rushing to close them due to the sunlight stream from the window blind. I didn't know I slept so late.
• I rushed out of bed as soon as I remembered that I was supposed to cook breakfast for Victor. Mrs. Thompson will surely kill me if she knows that I starved her son.
• I walked straight on to Victor who was coming out from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, another towel was on his hands as he uses it to clean his hair.