The Reddest Red
A room which is uncomfortably quiet and a girl who is even more so weirdly quiet, other than her breathing nothing shows that she is alive. But inside her head there is a storm brewing ever since she decided to get out of that place. People with super powers. Not an imagination anymore?? People having powers divided between the evil path and the path of righteousness?? In the midst of all this, a blooming heartwarming romance as the saying goes 'Even in the times of war, love is still there.' So let's go on a journey together with me to further find out- Who's the girl? Why is she trying to leave? What will the future hold for her? ------------------------------------------------------------ "Stop!" she said to him. "First, tell me how do you know about these things." "You don't believe me, do you?" he asked her. Even after waiting to hear her reply for about a minute, when he didn't hear anything he said, "It's because you don't remember the things you have seen." "Then tell me everything. Everything that I have forgotten." she replied. ------------------ Image by Sunny Daye from Pixabay.
[Bonus chapter]Sneakily Confronted
The knocking didn't seem to stop on its own, so Merry went to check who was on the other side of the door, desperately trying to make someone open the door from inside even though most of the times people just walked in without any knock. Neither her friends nor any guards.
As soon as she opened the door, Merry took a step back seeing someone she didn't expect. She was a little bit shocked. She had expected Mrs. Miller to call her for a session of counseling with her.
That day's session had got cancelled. And on top of that, Merry knew that Mrs. Miller will surely try to test her to see if she really knew about the binder or not.
"How could she not be suspicious? The binder was out in the open, whether she put it there intentionally or not. She must want to know how much I read and know." Merry thought to herself.
After opening the door, Merry hadn't spoken a word for almost a minute so Mrs. Miller called her breaking her out of the stuphor, "Merry!"