"So how was your school?" Dad asked while we were eating dinner. "Good." I shrugged, just looking at my plate.It has been good, though I felt like there was something mysterious in that school that has been hunting me.Ken would often pop in on my mind, reminiscing the image of what happened between us a while ago. I could still sense the feeling of his touch on my skin and his deep, melting stares, digging my soul through my eyes. His voice often was playing on my eardrums, and the last words about his story gave me goosebumps.“He will always be miserable watching the girl he loves dying every after centuries.”I was so affected by that part. I felt sad about the angel lover's situation too. Hearing their story, it was so horrible."Mia, are you with us?" I looked at mom as my brows crossed. Did she just say something? I lost my senses."Sorry, mon. Come again?" Mom sighed. She often gets stressed out because of me suddenly popping out in the conversation like I was with them bu
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