《Lovely Villainess》Chapter 41
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"Gasp!"
I sat up gasping for breath after being released from the dream. My senses were screaming that this was no ordinary dream, but this dream made no sense and had no relation with me. I pushed it off as a bad dream, as moved to get out of bed.
However I realized something blocked me. I looked down to see a sleeping Seth, I sat puzzled for a split second before everything that had happened before came rushing back.
I examined my body and found that I had no wounds, and my body was perfectly healthy... well as healthy as it was before the assassination attempt. The only way for this to happen was that I went back in time again, or the Saintness healed me.
Obviously, the latter had happened since Seth lay asleep by my side. While I gazed at the soundly sleeping Seth, I unconsciously stroked his hair and his furrowed brows relaxed at my actions.
-Click.
I jump slightly at the unexpected noise of the door opening. I glance at Seth and make sure he's still asleep before looking at who entered.
"Brother." I whisper through my slightly chapped lips.
"Are you alright?" Ethan ask back quietly, mindful of the sleeping Seth.
"Yes." I say truthfully, I'm happy and relieved that I survived.
Ethan looks at me doubtfully, but doesn't push further. I know it's unbelievable for a young girl to be completely alright after being stabbed and attacked, but I've faced death twice. I awkwardly look away and avoid Ethan's heavy gaze.
His eye's are screaming, "You don't have to pretend to be okay."
I focus on sleeping Seth to avoid the awkward atmosphere, but I'm brought to my senses from a heavy weight being shifted on the bed. I look over to see Ethan sitting next to me on the bed, and I blink blankly wondering how he teleported from one side of the room to sitting next to me.
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"I didn't teleport." Ethan said dryly.
'Were my emotions on my face?' I wondered confusedly.
"Oh." I could only respond with a embarrassed expression.
He gently pushed my head to lean on his shoulder while saying, "Rest, your safe."
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warmth of this moment.
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