"Brother, did you not see my condition? I'm sick!" Geraldine cough and let her body fall down on the sofa, "And my body is aching too from jumping on the 2nd floor."
"It's all your fault for looking like a d*mn thief and why do you even tried to run away knowing that I'm your brother and that's your room," Gavriel looks at her with disbelief as he massaged his temples and went up, "You'll still have to go with me tomorrow whether you like it or not."
Gavriel went to his room, leaving Geraldine all alone with a troubling thought.
"What should I do?" She whispered as she stands up and went back into her room. The window she broke is hanging outside with the glass scattered on the marbled floor as the moonlight gives light into the room.
Geraldine went and grabbed the things she left behind and put them in a huge bag before plumping into her bed.
