Arin opened his eyes.
Instantly, the sun peeping through the window hit him, making him squint his eyes a bit.
"What the hell?" Arin muttered.
To be honest, he didn't even know why he said that.
He just knew that something was off.
He was yet to get up from the bed, so he continued staring at the window.
After a few seconds...
"Seraphine..."
"What the hell is it?" Seraphine asked, her tone laced with anger.
Arin furrowed his brows. "Huh? Why do you sound angry?"
"What?!" Seraphine replied with a question. "Are you just playing dumb, or...?"
Arin sighed. "I don't understand what you mean."
He got up from the bed and stretched his arms. "When you're ready to talk, I'll be here to listen."
Seraphine just mumbled incoherent words, but Arin didn't bother to ask her anything again.
"Though, I still feel like something's off, but I definitely feel good, that's for sure," Arin muttered to himself.
