Chapter Twenty Nine

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

ARIA

Sunlight streamed into the room through dark curtains, hitting my face. I winced and buried my face into the pillows.

“It’s time to wake up, Aria.”

I frowned at the sound of the voice. It was light and high-pitched. It wasn’t Maximo.

My eyes snapped open to reveal Maria pulling the curtains open.

“What are you doing?” My voice was groggy and husky from sleep.

Maria turned to me, running a hand down the front of her maid uniform.

“I was given specific instructions to wake you up for breakfast if you slept past 10 am,” she replied.

I didn’t need to ask who gave the instructions or why. Instead, I felt a flutter in my stomach at his thoughtfulness.

Maximo and thoughtful in the same sentence. Who would have thought?

With a sleepy groan, I threw my legs out of bed.

“What’s for breakfast?”

“Whatever you want. There’s a whole banquet waiting,” Maria replied.

I halted in my steps as a feeling I couldn’t describe washed over me.

I felt like I was in a trance. Wee