As I stared at the suspicious car, I stopped yelling.
I had to arch my brows because the car window was completely rolled up.
I dashed to the front of the car and stared at the licence plate number.
I had taken note of the licence plate number of the car at the cemetery on the day my manly body was out making deliveries.
Even though I didn't see the entire number, I can recognise the car when I see it.
I was terrified!
They were the cause of my manly body's accident, so if they're right here in the hospital, it means my manly body was right inside the hospital.
(Ps. The manly body refers to Emery the orphan.)
I'm not ready to confront the men who tried to kill me, but I need to return to my body.
I exhaled and watched as the car door unexpectedly opened.
Deep down, I had to hold
