Wulfric
"Love?. Wulfric?. What?."
An amused smile tugged at the side of my lips and widened over my face, staring at Mel was like staring at a big bag of argument about to unfold, and I'm ready to unfold it with spices.
She staggered here and there struggling to find her footing and steady herself, an aftermath of the 'drink' she took at the party, well I tried to help her but she stubbornly drank it.
"What am I doing here?. How did I get here?. What are you doing here? Where is this place?" She stood up halfway, leaning beside the bed rubbing her eyelids and forehead simultaneously. Her eyes slowly trailed up and down my body and I saw her swallow hard.
