Book One of "The Timeless Curse"
"Care to tell me a bedtime story, Wendy?"Peter Pan said as his eyes gleamed with amusement and his lips were curved into a sexy smirk that made me shiver down my spine.
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Once upon a time, where the sun, st...
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Chapter Twelve
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— Mark Tuan —
She smiled and said, "Who wouldn't? Save your sorry for your f-cking self."
She left the bathroom, she left me inside. I stood up and washed my face. I accidentally dropped my shirt and kneeled down to grab it when I saw some blood.
It can't be mine since my shirt absorbed my blood, maybe it's from Wendy? I remembered her limping while she's walking, she might haven't noticed it.
I changed my clothes as I went to the kitchen to get some water. She got out of the bathroom, looking each other and she walked her way to the bedroom. I sighed and took some antibiotic cream and bandage to tend her wound later.
After an hour, I went to her room and saw her sleeping. I carefully put some cream and placed the bandage. Thankfully she is a heavy sleeper that won't be hard for me to tend her wounds.
I sighed while looking at her and took some sticky notes. I wrote that it was Sean who tended her wound, so I won't be suspicious. I looked st her once again and fixed her hair before leaving her room. —————————————— — Wendy Son —
Sipping my cup coffee while looking at the busy street down there, seriously people are making it hard for each other that causes it to be traffic. It was clear that the other one was the first yet you'll still push yourself in, and that's the cause of the traffic.
Praising myself for having this knowledge, I can be a president. Maybe I'll run for the position of president since nothing is impossible for me, I mean being president is much possible to happen than to travel both dimensions.
Ever since I woke up, I didn't left my room. First, I was tired. Second, I wasn't that hungry to eat rice. And the main point is to avoid Mark. Both Zach and Seam knocked on my door to invite me for breakfast, but I declined.
Sure it was childish not to go out, face him, and talk to him, but I was really tired and not that hungry. Maybe I drank too much water? Or maybe I was full with the sandwich I ate? Or maybe I just don't want to see him.
I closed my window and fixed the curtain as I looked at my side table once more, it was a note from Sean who tended my wound last night. Thankfully, Mark wasn't a jerk last night not to let Sean in to tend my wound.
I mean, I'd laugh if it was Mark since he was mad at me. No, both of us were mad at each other. It maybe the cause of Ivan's outburst but yeah, I'm reckless and stupid.
