Sir Ares, Goodnight

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Imperial Capital, Garden Of A Diary.

Angeline slowly awakened, but for some reason, her body felt soft-so soft as if she was floating and stepping on soft clouds. She felt completely weightless.

"What's wrong with me?" Angeline opened her hazy eyes, her gaze scanning the empty bedroom.

Her nose seemed to have vaguely picked up the smell of disinfectant.

Jay was holding a bowl of porridge. After carefully blowing on it, he held it to her mouth.

"Eat some porridge." His voice was hoarse, sounding a s though his words were coming from the vocal cords of someone who had cried till their voice was lost. It was also like a sudden voice coming from someone who had not been resting well and was somewhat distorted.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked.

Only after she spoke did she then realize that her voice was so weak. It was almost inaudible.

Jay approached her and fixed the mess of hair on her forehead. He said softly, "Eat something first. Only then you'll have the strength to speak."

She opened her mouth obediently.

and considerate, like how he

was holding back the

want to cry,

I cry?" Her tone was

the bowl of porridge,

She was too weak.

gone through

to recuperate for a few

few days as there was no need to be deliberately indifferent toward her. After all, once she knew

looking

Nature called.

get up but realized that she could not

wanted to ask Jay for help but was

o speak up.

you want to go to the toilet?" Jay

can you get the

said with a calm expression, "There's only us in

Angeline,

ceiling dumbly after she ended her