Chapter 747 Not My Circus
- Aviva
- I wake to full sunlight bursting through ceiling height windows, warming the sheets covering a four poster bed. A cool morning breeze drifts through the open windows, ruffling the lace curtains as birdsong floats through the air.
- It’s like something out of a dream. I stretch, groaning with delight as my skin slides over satin sheets, and relax with a slump.