-KRISELLA-
I woke up the following day feeling really heavy and hot inside.
My eyelids are weighed down to which makes it hard for me to open my eyes, and my movements are kinda sluggish. Nonetheless, I tried myself getting up from bed but only ending up crashing down to it once again.
Then there was a knock on the door that interrupted the serenity inside the room... and a voice of that heartless, cold, jerk follows after that.
"Krisella? Are you awake now?" I heard him asked loud and clear.
My mouth opened to respond, but surprisingly nothing came out from it. I could also feel my throat aching for some reason.
Oh right! Remembering all the events that happened yesterday night, I somehow recalled myself crying all night for that unfortunate scene I came to witness with those poor, adorable children.
