C27 Rosy Cheeks

Someone’s gentle touch roused Mel from her deep slumber and she twisted and turned, a frown forming on her face when the hands wouldn’t stop shaking her. She wanted to swipe her hand at whoever was disturbing her when a voice that wasn’t Annie or any of her maids filtered into her ears.

“Mel?”

‘Oh…’

Mel’s eyes, already glued shut, took great effort to open and when she did, she blinked