Such a headache!
"You shouldn't have followed."
Upon regaining consciousness, the first thing I heard was a woman's voice.
Her tone was icy and indifferent, creating a distance that spanned a thousand miles.
Quite familiar.
Lifting a hand, I massaged my forehead and began to recall with boredom...
"Where I choose to go is my freedom."
Soon, a man's deep voice resounded, filled with awkwardness and dissatisfaction.
Eavesdropping from the corner, Flossie Wright arched her eyebrows, hazily guessing the other person's identity.
"You have better places to be," the woman's voice came again.
"Is that all you wanted to say?"
The woman's voice then fell into sudden silence.
"Cough."
At the same time, Flossie let out a light cough.
After that, there was no more sound from the other side.
