O"A dream… Again?!" Greisy asked herself. She had her eyes opened,
The woman looked up at the white ceiling of the room.
Her face felt cold, even so her body felt quite warm from being covered by the blanket.
She also no longer felt pain in the thigh of the leg that was previously injured by the knife stab.
Was she in the hospital at the time? Was meeting the crown prince in a restaurant just a dream?
She asked herself, thinking of something strange. Sometimes she felt that her dreams were very real and some realities were like a dream.
"Cyril!" called Greisy slowly.
"Are you dreaming about me again?" asked the voice of someone whose name she called.
"Ahhh, I'm shocked, why did you startle me?" asked Greisy who suddenly sat down and looked at the crown prince sitting on a chair, beside the bed where she was lying, and the man was seen reading a book.
He didn't look at Greisy when he was talking.
