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.
The argument
"What are you doing here?" Mrs. Miller exclaimed in a startled and defensive tone.
"What are you doing here?" Mrs. Miller said again when Mr. Rogers didn't answer in an almost hysterical manner clearly caught off guard by Mr. Rogers's unexpected visit.
"Ha! You don't know why I am here." Mr. Rogers snickered in response to Mrs. Miller's defensive tone.
With a sly grin on his face, Mr. Rogers strode confidently into the living room. He walked straight toward Merry and said, "Hello Merry, it has been quite some time since we last saw each other."
Merry was still deciding on what to say when someone pulled her away from Mr. Rogers suddenly.
It was Mrs. Miller. She had pulled Merry away and put her in a protective position behind her as she faced Mr. Rogers.
"Go to your room. Go to your room immediately," Mrs. Miller demanded in an authoritative voice.