CHAPTER THREE

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When I opened my eyes, I was in a strange room. I looked at the window and saw its already dark. I took a glance around the room. There is no picture that could tell me who's room is this. There's only a window, a bookshelf with old books and a desk full with scattered papers. I had no idea where I was.

Then, I heard voices from the room next door. I wanted to call Andrew, but as if he can read my mind from afar, he instantly showed up in front of me and gave me a worried look.

"Sarah, how are you feeling?"

"I'm okay now. Where am I? How long have I been here? Does my mom know? Oh my god, she must be worry-"

"Whoa, slow down your horses. Just relax, okay?" He smiled and I nodded. "You are in my room. You've fainted for almost an hour. Layla called your mom and said you were gonna sleep over."

"Oh, she bought it just like that."

Everything went silent for a moment.

"You remember our talk earlier? We talked about Layla." He takes a hesitated step towards me.

"Yeah, I remember." How could I forget the moment she lied to me? I turned my head facing the wall, avoiding his stare.

"She was so convincing. After the incident, she learned her powers better every day."

"Why are you telling me?" I frowned.

He sat beside me and hold my hand firmly. "Because I want you to know that she is not dangerous. God knows how regret she feels after the incident."

"But why did she lied to me?" I turned my head facing him. I hold my tears so it would not spill in front of him.

He saw my watery eyes and place his hand on my cheek while his other hand didn't let my hand go.

"I'm sure she's not doing that for purpose. She must have her own reason." He convinced me.

I took a glance around the room, searching for Layla. Hoping that she's here and explain everything that is crumbling in my head.

"Where's Layla? I don't understand why she's avoiding me."

"She'll be here tomorrow, I promise." He caressed my cheek with his thumb.

"I can't believe that this is all real. It happened so fast."

"You need time to figure out your feelings, just like me. You're not the only one who's confused right now." He chuckled.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Sarah, your presence invokes some feelings in me, the kind of feelings which I'm sure I could never feel again."

He took his hand from my cheek and place it between mine. Our eyes met again. His dark black eyes. I could almost feel his loneliness.

"Andrew, I'm sorry but I don't understand. We just met."

"You're right. What a silly thing to say." He avoided my stare and looked at one spot on the floor. He stands up and releases my hand. "Forget it. We'll talk tomorrow. Get back to bed and have some rest."

"Okay, till tomorrow then. Goodnight."

He walks out and left me alone in his room without saying anything. My thoughts are in chaos and my feelings mixed. I wished everything had just been a dream. This is too much for me. Exhaustion overwhelmed me and I fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was late in the afternoon. The house was quiet and calm. A tray of food was laid on the table together with an envelope with my name written on it. I opened the envelope. There's a letter.

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