Chapter 9

-=Yesha's Point of View=-

I awoke terrified because I feared I was still in the hotel room, but when I looked around, I realized I was in my own room.

"It was just a dream, Yesha," I reassured myself.

I checked the time on my phone and saw that it was only 5:30 a.m. and that I still had plenty of time to spare, but I chose to leave my room.

I looked at Dustin's closed door and assumed he was still sleeping, so I decided to give him a few more hours.

"You're up early; why don't you take a bath first? I'm almost finished preparing our breakfast; is your half-brother still sleeping?" She inquired, and I couldn't believe how casually he spoke the word "half-brother," as if he comfortably accepted Dustin as my half-brother.

"I guess he's still sleeping," I replied, my stomach grumbling as I smelled my mother's cooking.

She was cooking garlic rice and longanisa, so I went back to my room to get my toiletries so I could take a bath, and when I was