It's Love

Through my window, the sun shone brightly. I'm still in bed, rolling over under the quilt, refusing to get out of bed despite the new day's hopes and dreams. "Adel" is how I'm addressed by people who are close to me. ''Adel!'' there is a loud voice calling for me and there stand my elder sister and brother who barge in my room without any notice. "How long would you like to sleep, Adel? Wake up

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