I stared at the unconscious woman before me. She has been like this for days now and it’s starting to make me worry. Why is she not waking up? If she’s not badly wounded, she’s supposed to be awake now. I shook my head as I brushed off the thought that’s making me worry now. It’s my first time feeling this, and I don’t really like it. I breathed heavily. What has Aldrea done to me? Why is she making me worry so much about her? I refuse to think about it but what if she doesn’t wake up anymore? How will I keep on living?
My eyes widened. This is getting scary. As I realize what she has done to me, I am becoming more scared of her power over me. As a matter of fact, she didn’t allow me to sleep for the past couple of days. Since I brought her back to my house for treatment, she has been
