How scary can it be not to know whether you're living in reality or in your dreamland?
And what if it goes on for months?
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We are not fallen angles.
Neither are we pure evil.
The thing is that we are a confusing mix of both.
The "good guys"...
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"How do I look?" I asked nervously the old woman, adjusting the ends of my dress before turning to the mirror, fixing my perfectly-applied makeup.
I heard her giggle gently, patting my back. "No matter how many years will pass, you will always be the same nervous that day."
I smiled to myself, but then turned to her, a little confused. "You've been here since our wedding?"
"Oh.. No." She answered slowly. "Since your second anniversary, actually.. What I mean is that you've always been the same tensed before the party.. You're such a blessed couple."
"Thank you." I said with a wide smile which fell and was replaced by surprise once the door bursted open, revealing a woman that seemed to be around my age.
"My favourite bitch!" Pardon? The girl started as she ran to me and hugged me. I didn't move due to my shock. "I missed you." Then, she turned to the old lady. "Hi, auntie."
"Hello, dear." The old woman chuckled calmly, nodding her head at the girl then went out of the room.
After she went out, I turned to the girl who was examining my figure as if she was looking for any mistakes to fix. "Who.." I started, sighing heavily as I expected her reaction. "Who are you?"
She stared at me for a couple of seconds before bursting into deep laughter, causing me to roll my eyes and look away. She wiped a tear that escaped her eyes before sighing loudly. "You've always been funny, you little-"
"I'm serious." I interrupted before she'd say whatever she was going to say, my face blank as I felt like I was about to cry in embarrassment because of the look she gave me.
She looked at me as if I was crazy.
Which we maybe were starting to be..
"Raina, you.." She stopped for a second, her smile falling. "Really? You don't know me?"
Well.. She looked oddly familiar, but that didn't mean I knew her.
I just shook my head, knowing that my voice would shake if I spoke at that moment.
"Oh, god." She mumbled, looking up for a second before looking at me again. "I know you were sick, Tae told me, but not.. Like that."
Tae?
My thoughts were cut off when she spoke. "Whatever.. I'm Hwasa. We've been friends for over seven years now."
