Chapter 61 Sixty one

DANIELLE'S P.O.V.

For the first time in a really long time, I was up with the sun. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, dressed in my most comfortable set of pajamas which consisted of a blouse and bottoms, and I looked out of the window at the colours that painted the sky. Hues of pink and purple were reflected in the scudding clouds that had gathered overnight. I checked my phone for the day's weather forecast, seeing that the day was predicted to be scalding hot like every other day in August had been so far.

I trailed to the kitchen, my bathroom slippers padding gently and then slapping loudly as they made the transition from the rugged living room floors to the wooded kitchen floors. I rummaged through the fridge for breakfast, searching for the last piece of frozen pizza which I had kept in the fridge the previous night. I picked up the plate of the two day old piece of pizza which I had been preserving for that morning, placed it into the microwave, presse