Deejah's POV "Deejah! Deejah! Deejah!!!" I heard someone calling my name from what seemed like a distance. "Who the hell is calling me this early!" I grumbled, with my eyes still closed.Groggily, I was about to open my eyes, when mum suddenly barged into my room, uninvited."Won't you come down for breakfast?" She questioned, gazing intently at me. "Your dad has been waiting for you for a while now. His tea has gotten cold, just because of you." She queried.Before I could give her a reply, she had already turned around and walked out of the room.I go out of the comfort of my bed and rushed to the bathroom to take care of my business.Emerging from the bathroom, I sauntered to the closet and put on a maroon coloured gown, with a scarf tied around my head. Immediately I was done, I left the room for the dining.
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