C22 Play date

Evelyn’s P.O.V.

Waking up to the Heavenly Aroma of the coffee could be my fate, I had never imagined it in my wildest dreams. The scent of freshly grounded coffee invaded the nostrils, sending waves after waves of intoxication. I stretched my arms and yawned, this morning alarm was sweeter than anything else.

“Good morning.”

Zuriel was sitting on the bed beside me