"Breathe, breathe; come on, Madelyn," a voice said.

Just then, I felt someone lifting my head. I felt better then; I opened my eyes. Everything was a blur.

I blinked once and saw everything clear up. All I could see in my dazed state was two beautiful and worried faces staring anxiously into mine.

One sat back and heaved a sigh of relief. The other sat beside me and comforted me by patting my back.

"Are you better, now?" asked the latter.

The voice jolted me back to reality.

"You... care about me and whether I die or not?" I said, tilting my head slightly toward the girl.

"Of course I do" said she.

"I.... I" I stuttered, as I'd thought she wouldn't even give a- wait a minute, what? Why was I being so soft, like clay? I should be hard as rock against her and her posse. But, what happened there?

For, she who told me 'I care' was Angela Varnier.

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A.N:

Sorry, this chapter is short...

An extra-long chapter will soon be here!!

Thank you for reading!!

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