[BOOK ONE Completed]
"The kiss." He whispered, his hot, alcoholic breath fanning against her lips, "Was it really a mistake?"
Anna gulped, gathering every ounce of courage left in her body, "Yes. Kissing you was a mistake, because you're my teacher...
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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
"How is she? Is she alright? She's not sick, is she-" The worried man bombarded the young lady with questions as soon as she stepped out of the room.
"Calm down, Taehyung." Margeret stated sternly, putting a full stop to all of Taehyung's questions, "She's perfectly alright, for now."
She noticed how the man's brows twitched in confusion, "I've taken some samples of her urine. I'll let you know if it's anything serious."
Taehyung nodded hesitantly and greeted her a farewell, leading her outside.
The constant tapping of the foot broke the silence that was surrounding Anna. Her teeth continuously chewed on her fingernails as her mind raced with forming conspiracies.
Taehyung.
Margaret Parker.
Armelle.
Mr Jeon.
She was beginning to piece everything together by herself. Grabbing a pen and notebook from her study desk, she began to scribble down everything she had been seeing in her dreams ever since Taehyung stepped into her life.
Okay, so, first comes Taehyung. He fell in love with Armelle.
She recollected the two times her name was mentioned other than in her dream. One, Jimin, who said she was Taehyung's former girlfriend who Anna still had to discuss about. And two, Sara's granny who mistook Anna as Armelle when she had a temporary memory loss.
But it was absurd to think that Taehyung and Armelle where alive back then and the weirdest part being that Jimin had confirmed that Taehyung's ex was Armelle, the name she often heard in her dreams.
The girl who looked like her...
Anna's breath got caught in her throat as a preposterous hypothesis lit up in her mind. She knew it couldn't be possible, but...
Why is everything connecting so perfectly to each other?
A sudden buzz of the phone interrupted the storm in Anna's head. She clumsily picked up her phone that almost slipped through her fingers, and looked at the caller ID.
Taehyung...
After much contemplation on whether to answer or not, she finally swiped the green button, "Hello?"
