I stared at the elegant below-the-knee-length scarlet dress laid on my bed. It's an off-shoulder dress, fitting from the chest to the waist and the rest of the fabric down below the knees has a nice clean A form pleating.
Today is the day. And although I waited for this day to come, I couldn't help but get worried.
I have a lot of scenarios running inside my head. I'm worrying so much about what will happen to me.
The worst case I could possibly think of is getting caught there. And Neuron finding out about everything. Then Soma will fail.
I sat on the chair and clasped my hands together and leaned on my own knees for support.
Should I just give up? I don't know which scares me more. Failing my mission or Neuron learning about my identity. I'm so torn.
I jumped out of scare when my phone suddenly vibrated. I had to caress my chest to calm my palpitating heart.
