Dawn II

"You don't remember?"

"Of course, I do. But, why are you staring at me as if I'm a stranger?" Although I was surprised by my question, I repeated it unhesitatingly.

I remembered Sam staring at me almost similar to this back when I got possessed in the carriage. The difference was quite similar and not at the same time. It was hard to explain.

But my heart could feel the difference.

"Because I'm furious… very much." Sam stressed his words for me to understand.

"Did I do something to deserve your wrath?"

"I'm not mad at you, silly." Sam was quick to reply. But his coldness remained.

"Then…" I looked away with a sigh slipping past my lips.  "… why do you sound as if I committed something unforgivable? I should be the one mad at you after…"

Unconsciously, I raised my hand and touched my upper chest. I furrowed my brows as I looked down before touching my neck.