C65 Chapter 65

The next morning, Qin Anan woke up right on time, her internal clock doing its job. As she looked around her room, now familiar and comforting, she felt a sense of peace.

Her fair, delicate hands emerged from the warmth of the silk sheets, and she stretched lazily, feeling more awake. A sudden thirst prompted her to slip on a lightweight knit cardigan and head downstairs for a drink of water