A Wolf's Tears

er's

forbidden to have a conversation yet I a

round... I am the creepy one who always follows her. I used to stay in my bed all day, waking up the next morning. Played the violin, and read books insid

person who wanted to accompany her. She stopped walking and slowly faced my direction. I was stunned and my eyes widened when our gazes met. I crossed my arms and tried to pretend I am

e a deep sigh. She stopped walking a

tood behind me. "Horse barn," she stated and I did what she said. I don't have any idea why

hat room are you assigned?" I

e. I must be irritated because she didn't answer my question. Instead, she asked

s four years old! I hide behind her and she noticed me. Her brows lifted as she gaze at me before she slightly shook her head. She had a conversation

uch does it weigh, mister?" Lydia asked the man and I can't help but feel envy. Usually, s

s 600

ove closer to the horses. Lydia and the man are having a pretty much long conversation. I lifted the hem of my dress when I noticed that it got wet with mud. I heard the sound of the horse beside m

o protest, I want to stay here wit

he drew a deep sigh before she face me. She is taller than

explained briefly and even though I felt disappoi

closed my door I heard her footsteps slowly fading away. I internally scream and burie

ress into sleepwear. I also removed m

I am drawing scenarios in my notebook. Scenarios... Me and Lydia sitting on the hammock while watching the sunset. I didn't notice that I fell asleep that night. I woke up

presence. She walked behind me and we are heading toward the lounge a

t's with the red mask? I don't get it. I was about to ask her what

rong with me. When we got into the lounge area, a man who seems like he is in h

heard Lyd