Meanwhile, Aria did not know about Ivy and Noah's meet. She slept until 10. By then, Ivy was already gone. The breakfast was ready, all she had to do was heat it up. She was so tired that all she wanted to do was sleep. However, hunger did not allow her to be in peace. It woke her up with a slap, forcing her to break her deep slumber.
Aria chewed on her omelet even though she had not brushed her teeth.
'Did I become lazy after I returned from London?' She wondered, nevertheless satisfying her stomach was more important at present than to worry about hygiene. She ate slowly savoring the taste and blessed Ivy to have mastered the art of cooking. At least she would not die starving. There was somebody who would look after her need for food.
