a!" I bellowed at my grandmother who
ked the small first-aid kit: the towel, the white linen, the antiseptic, t
ys?" My grandma asked in a calming voice, but
ld days, Mamita! For your good health, I shall be gather
eck, I caught up on the day's headlines from t
rd is on
ry!' I told mysel
idy!
en both of my feet already reached a distance from our abode, I laughed at her chagrined expression before ye
her have already departed from this world and into the next-dead, in si
eir graves are just within the castle's perimeters. It's huge for the two of us to be livin
pups in our backyard so it wasn't a problem
me in the cabin. It's a long walk from where
izzard, I made it to my de
"God! This freezing weather nearly killed me but I had to come because I know how much you needed
y gloves and put the
ng eye gazed into my eyes as if telling me I was completely insane for a perso
kay, honey. Mommy's here," I crooned, stroking his cheek. I discovered him in the cabin last week. He seemed to be almost dead
e his injuries. I think his condition has not improved y
e not even yours to worry about,' my own th
I selected only the freshest pears left that weren't yet destroyed by the storm. My grandma is the only living relative I have,
Hence, I didn't earn another set of scolding from her. We spe
*
the following day in a
... where did he go?" My eyes darted around the de
red dog
iously beckoning him to come out wherever the hell he's
o!" I
ally dead, whe
n to water. Then, before I could stop it, trepidation cre
on it calmly. And it
lamming my basket r
my lungs. Nothing covered his naked body. Although I'm already
voice to remain unbothered
forest-like ember green. His thick lips are lined thinly; his long, curly hair is untidy. And his nos
forgot everything I had seen in front of me and just
and muscula
issors. The man is in critical condition. I just couldn't l
way, causing the scissor I was holding to fall to the hard wood
our chest. It must be
," the man said firm
ut
, child! Get
will
hair on my skin rise. "My pleasure, then.
r to treat his wounds. There's a staring competition between us. My breathing becomes la
. let me just..." and looked straight
firm. However, my instant reaction upon brushing against his han
same way, but his outward demeanor belied his emotions. "Simply l
conviction in my tone. "No, yo
our co
crossed my arms. "You're l
Then, with a snarl, he cast his gaze to my breasts. Facing the reality
to say that. Both times
was on the verge of tears. "I j
ted from me. "And this idiot commands you to leave." His finger p
I can heal thos
meet my gaze. "If we don't giv
me again. "
ized the
ed a finger at his face at the top o
chuckle. Once, twice. Until he's laughing hi