Chapter32

#Chapter32

Déjà Vu

Slowly opening my eyes, my vision was blurry for the first few seconds. Then, as if a camera finally setting into focus, my eyes met Athena's own pair. She looked down at me with worry but at the same time, she looked relieved that I was alive.

The fuck is she relieved about? Being alive sure as hell isn't comforting when your life sucks.

These days, I feel like I always end up getting injured and then waking up days after. It's as if I'm meant to go thru the same kind of bullshit over and over again. Even I'm surprised that I'm not dead at this point in my life. Exactly how many ribs do I have to break before I die?

/"How are you feeling?/" Athena asked me softly, like how she normally asks one of her patients.

I raised a brow. /"The hell you mean how am I feeling?/" I croaked, my throat hoarse from days of sleeping without water, /"I'm feeling like shit, that's what./"