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the atmosphere felt so unreal. place was unfamiliar, the scent as well. my head hurts, my limbs and feet. my nape. everything.
i stood up with all the best i can but i immediately failed.

hands were bruised and still have a fresh blood. i didn't know what i did, i was clueless. i probably cried myself to sleep, and didn't remember how i harm myself last night.

I thought, I'm finally healing.
why would i do this?

I shrug my thoughts away, seeing a shadow accross the curtain. the room was fully empty and i barely can see things except for the shadow passed through the door.

It was only the curtains, bed, a door for a terrace. There were nowhere to exit this place.

where am i?

"shit," I cursed in pain as blood kept rushing down on my hands. I tried to stood up even all parts of my atom can barely move.

I followed the shadow, slowly opening the sliding door. My eyes wide opened, as i still hissed in pain, my vision still blurry—

"Who..are you??" I asked, stepping back, "and what are you doing here with me?"

"You're awake, I didn't expect."

The guy in a white shirt, sharped jaw spoke. his accent seems so gloomy. his eyes starring in the middle of nowhere but coconut trees.

I heard sound of waves, probably an ocean with not so far away from here which puzzled me because. why am i here? with this dude?

"Who are you? Why are we in the middle of nowhere?"


















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happy recovery to my babies :)

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