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"Pig, wake up, we're in Lumeria."
Sienna Thornton was dreaming about a quarrel with Sylvia Langley over some meat, and just when she was about to win after a few rounds, someone suddenly shook her body hard, and it was all over.
She frowned and slowly opened her eyes.
On either side of the aisle, curtains were tightly drawn, and the dim light from the small lamp on the partition fell where Simon Forrester was gently wiping drool from her mouth with a tissue.
She was stunned for a few seconds, and her mind returned, realizing she was on a flight to Lumeria. She lazily threw off the blanket and sat up, her voice rough with sleep, "How long was I asleep?"
Simon Forrester threw the tissue into a trash bag, "About six or seven hours."
Sienna Thornton rubbed her still hazy head, frowning, looking like she didn't get enough sleep, and muttered, "I have a bit of a headache from sleeping."
