Olivia's POV
I woke up at 5:30 AM, determined not to repeat yesterday's disaster. I didn't know what I'd do If I wake up to Maxwell staring at me in my sleep again - I might just have a heart attack.
Moving carefully around the hotel room, I grabbed my suitcase and rolled it quietly to the bathroom. Once inside, I showered, then began my transformation process.
I wore one of my loose suits, and applied my disguise carefully. When I was finally done, I studied my reflection in the mirror, and just then my mind flashed back to last night - had Diane noticed anything at all? If she had, she was definitely taking her time exposing me.
By 6:45 AM, I was fully dressed and ready for whatever the second day held for me. But as I emerged from the bathroom, I noticed something odd. Maxwell was still buried under the duvet, completely motionless.
Why wasn't he up yet? It's so unlike him.
