Xyla Quest shook her head. "I don't know. Speaking of which, which room is empty? I need some sleep to put my mind at ease. I'll get back to you on that after I wake up."

Georgie Clementine did not say anything else. She simply held Xyla's right hand in her own before leading her to an empty guest room and stopping in front of the door. "You can sleep here tonight. There are pajamas and some brand new bras inside the closet. Feel free to wear them."

Xyla nodded her head in response. "Thanks, Georgie."

Then, Georgie pushed open the door and turned on the lights. "Go to bed now and stop thinking about it. Call me if you need anything, alright?"

"Okay. If he calls you to ask about my whereabouts, please tell him that you have no idea." Xyla reminded her before she sank onto the bed.

She refused to see him at the moment. All she wanted to do was to calm herself down and leave everything behind.

"Although your post-surgery recovery is going really well, you still need to have enough rest. Just get some sleep first, okay?" Georgie added.

Georgie was well aware of what Xyla felt for him. She understood how much she trusted this man, too.

He approached her with a fake identity, hiding many secrets from

Xyla's personality very well. She would not listen to anyone's consolation or advice at this

sleep, to cool down and to keep her emotions under control, before pursuing the

felt terribly upset to see her fall

heavily and headed

sleepiness had all vanished because of Xyla's

hair using the

immense sleepiness. Her eyes were closed but her

flooded her brain,

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Buzz... Buzz... Outside of her room, Georgie's phone

that displayed on the

the green 'answer' icon

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