I don't understand. How in the world was I staring at Merilyn?
I couldn't believe it.
"Princess. . ." She stepped closer and I stared up and down. Was she real?
She stepped closer to me cautiously as if I was the wounded animal and could lash out at any time.
I stared at her and when she reached closed enough I raised my hand and slapped her across the cheek.
Her head turned at the impact and I could feel the burn on my palm. I had slapped her.
"You are alive." I concluded. "You ARE alive?"
She turned around to me but I could not take it anymore.
I stepped around her and moved out of the room. Allan found me on the way but I did not look at him. Burt and Solomon stood outside the door and without looking into the rice I walked back to my room hurriedly.
How was this possible?
I couldn't believe it.
