The penetrating gazes of my saviors had me biting my lip nervously.
It was probably because of the fact that I have been in the dark of death for so long, and now in the light of life, I seem to have lost the characteristics of a lot of things and emotions. Like now.
Why should I be nervous in front of them? Yes, they had saved me, and I don't know that, but…oh damn that. I should be nervous.
Actually, I know why I am. I don't know what they would do to me, now that I have woken up. Would they send me away, or would they keep me? I was hoping for the latter.
"Maya…" The woman called this time around, placing her hand on my shoulder, her eyes a canvas of affection and care. These were loving people, and I wish to stay with them longer if they will take me in.
"I am fine, I am just nervous." I said, deciding to be upfront with them-that way I would know my stand and the next step to take.
