Chapter 148 Family Breakfast

• Elena Torres (POV)
• The following morning, rays of warm sunlight poured into the room from the high windows whose curtains had been pulled aside. The sunlight casted the shadow of the welded windows on the bare floor, forming a rectangular shape with small boxes in it.
• I yawned loudly, stretching and groaning as my bones made a funny sound. My hair was rough and all over the place and the duvet was almost on the floor. I pulled it up, yawning again, laying down in bed. I closed my eyes in sleep disguised as meditation.