CHAPTER 63: Another Day to Face Another Challenge

MACKENZIE’S POV:

I roll out of bed, moaning and in pain. My legs and my hips are in pain, particularly. It’s not the kind of pain that’s exasperating. It’s discomforting, but awkwardly, I feel good about it, coz it reminds me of the splendid night Davide and I shared together.

I move my arm to my side in an attempt to lay it on Davide’s chest, but instead of his skin, it lands on the comfy ruffled blanket, forcing my eyes to open. Beside me, there’s no Davide. I roll over to the other side, then see the curtain-covered window with streaks of bright lights emitting through the curtains.

Morning! Another day!

I stretch my arms as I pull my weight into a sitting position. And before climbing down the bed, I fix my disheveled robe on my body. Outside the bedroom, my attention is immediately grabbed by Davide and my parents, who are preparing breakfast in the dining area and the kitchen.

“Good morning!” I say.

All of them swing their attention to me and smile. Their moods are every