HEER'S POV:

I groaned softly as my alarm blared beside me, my hand fumbling to silence it. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I glanced at the clock—it was 9:00 AM on a Sunday. A rush of relief washed over me; a full day stretched ahead, free from the usual chaos. I smiled, stretching my arms above my head before swinging my legs over the side of the bed and padding toward the bathroom to freshen up.