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
xiously beckoning him to come out wherever the hell he
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
, causing the scissor I was holding to fall to the hard wooden
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