CHAPTER ONE

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SOFIA:

I wake up to the sound of my alarm, quite loud I might add. I tap it to turn it off and check the time, it's 7am already.
I slowly stretch out on my soft comfy bed, times like this make me appreciate my job, as exhausting as it might be. It gives me knowledge and also access to the best kind of furniture.

I'm an interior designer and also a realtor. I deal with houses, after college I was lucky enough to get a job at a great Real estate company with a great pay to support myself and my kid.

Yes, you heard right I have a 6 year old daughter but that's for another time because right now I have to make breakfast for said little girl.

I head to my built in bathroom, it's all black. I didn't want the cliche all while bathroom, did I mention that I love my job? Well I do my business, and take a quick shower.

It's the weekend so I allow Riley to sleep in a little more. After my shower, I head to my closet which is only separated by a wooden panel by my head board. I pick out jeans and a T shirt because we'll be heading to the grocery store soon and then to the airport.

I leave my shoulder length ombre curly hair to air dry. I got the ombre colour done 6 months ago and I'm still loving it. I put on some lip gloss and head to Riley's room to wake her up.

I walk down the hall to the room after mine, it's a 3 bedroom house. We moved in 6 months ago, after I got my promotion and a big break so I decided to spoil us both and now my sister is coming back, it all fell into place.

I get to her room but she's not in bed, I check her bathroom and see her at the sink brushing her teeth. She's always been self sufficient, seeing as I was usually busy but we made it work and I love that she's so understanding, even for her young age.

She turns towards me and smiles, rinsing her mouth.
'Goodmorning Mama!',
I kiss her forehead 'Morning baby, sleep well?'.
She hugs me and answers 'I did Mama, what's for Breakfast?'.
'well, why don't you get dressed and come downstairs? I also have a surprise for you',

I kiss her again and go downstairs to start for the day....

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