Ana Oliveira Part 3

“Did you wake up, ‘Daisy’?” Marta teased, setting a steaming white cup of coffee in front of Lucah, who was nibbling on a slice of what looked like corn cake.

“Wow...” I murmured, walking still dazed to a chair on the other side of the table and clumsily sitting down. “Lucah... How did we get home?”...