Candela's p.o.v

“Where are you doing here El?” Allegra asked, wide eyed, her blonde hair disheveled,her eye slightly red from too much sleep. Her silk nightwear hugged my slim body too tightly.

I rolled my eyes, the cold of the morning seeping into my skin “at least let me in first,” I snapped, she stood firm for a few seconds, glancing between me and the small bag I was holding.

I shoved her aside, then let myself in, her scrutinizing eyes were boring me out. But then, I saw a ...