It's been five days since I woke up from my short-term coma after Zadkiro's brother shot me for who knows why. My recovery was going well, thanks to Zadkiro and his maid, Rosia. Not only did they help me but they provided for my needs as well, Zadkiro in particular. As I sat near the pool, the cold breeze of the air that touched my skin was so gentle. The fresh scent of flowers around the pool area was soothing to my worries. I took a sip of my coffee and sighed. The days were so fast that I hadn't noticed how long I'd been staying in this house. One week? Eight days? Confusion filled my thoughts while trying to remember, my stay felt longer. Just then, I heard footsteps approaching which made me look in the direction where the sound was coming. I saw Zadkiro, who was in his grey sweatpants and black hoodie, hair mussed from sleep, walking towards me with his hands in his pocket. I can see that he just woke up. "Good morning," I greeted him with a smile as I placed the cup on
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