Fake Hero [3]

The sweet aroma of Jasmine tickled my nose.

Opening my eyes, I found silver strands covering my face.

-You are awake, he-Sir

A black shadow peeked at me from the corner. The silver strands pulled back and I realized I was lying on Susan's lap.

Silently, I watched both of them.

'If Caim is here then only a few hours have passed at most after I entered my soul.'

Eth's farewell still lingered in my mind, and so did the strange dream and the gaps in my memory. While I was trying to sort out my feelings, I tried to stand only for Susan to pull my head back into her lap.

"What are you doing?"

Although it wasn't my intention, a cranky voice left my throat, but Susan calmly pointed out the issue.

"You were crying in your sleep and saying sorry repeatedly."

"!!!"

My eyes widened and, reflexively covering my face, I blurted out. "I have dry eyes, so they water whenever I sleep."