And so another day had passed.
The next day, while Shane was still asleep, a voice began to linger in his ear.
"It's time to wake up, Mr. Shane."
Shane heard the voice in a daze, then gradually came to his senses.
By the time Shane woke up, he found, to his surprise, a graceful figure standing by his bed.
"Good morning, Mr. Shane."
The beautiful and lovely maid came into Shane's view as soon as he opened his eyes, greeting him with a melodious but even-toned voice.
"..."
The sleepiness in Shane's mind vanished instantaneously, leaving him speechlessly staring at the maid by his bed, stuck there, unable to snap back to reality for quite some time.
While Shane remained silent, the beautiful and lovely maid did not utter a word either, waiting quietly with a serene expression.
The silence permeated the room in a rather subtle way.
After what felt like an eternity, Shane closed his eyes again, lying in bed as if nothing had happened.
