Chapter 739

Mimi only rose out of her slumber by three in the morning. Still in Jeanette’s home, she opened her eyes to the pitch-black darkness lying beyond the windowpane, suggesting that she had risen before the sun.

She yawned and craned her head in Jeanette’s direction. Her friend was lying on the mat and deeply asleep. She managed to find the best possible position and found comfort in her discomfort.

Mimi smiled. Last night, the volcano inside her had erupted into an explosion of hurt feelings and