Chapter hundred-two

Allen's pov:

The early morning sun casts its rays against my face through the small opening of the window.

Stirring around, I groaned and turned to the other side when dragging the duvet to cover myself.

Flipping and flapping on the bed like a fish brought out from the water, I sighed and snapped my eyes open and that's when it struck on me.

How did I get here? This is not where I was the last time that I could remember. I was in the woods with Albin tearing ourselves off.

Yes! That reminds me where could Amelia possibly be right now? Trying to force myself out of bed, my head bangs me hard.

"Ah," I groaned when patting my forehead.

I recalled getting hit from the back when I was fighting with Albin and I think that it was then that I lost consciousness.

I sighed and slowly stood up from my bed, inside my room, I smiled and walked toward the bathroom.

I remembered seeing the man that called himself my father on the scene but what did he do……… Authorizing that I got hit from behind

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