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chapter 7

Ray woke up next day with a mild headache, her head felt giddy. The bright light in the room was blinding her, she could hear her temple throbbing loudly in protest. She groaned as she rubbered her sheepish eyes and struggled to get up.

Finally opening her eyes, she saw a giant figure standing at the end of the bed facing her with stillness, her body jerked to sit up as she let out a scream.

He almost gave her a heart attack.

"Red! You scared the heck out of me!" She panted after seeing it was him and calmed herself down.

Ray noticed he was wearing full black body armor with mesh netting today - mask, pauldron, wrist gauntlets, greaves, metal plates around his waist, even equipped with all sorts of weapons - almost like the first time she met him thirteen years ago.

Are we under attack? She scowled with concern.

"What are you doing here? What happened?" She asked, but the hunter remained still and silent, she stared at his mask with confusion.

He felt different today, she didn't know how or why but she could feel it in her gut. As if she could somehow feel his piercing eyes locked onto her, even behind his mask, like she was in deep trouble. She shifted nervously on the bed as she tried to recall what had happened yesterday, the last thing she remembered was drinking in the observatory, and after that she had no recollection of last night at all.

How did she even get here? And what did she do afterwards?

She swallowed again and gasped inwardly. Was she drunk?

She had never been drunk in her life before due to the lack of social activities. The only alcohol she had ever consumed was beer, and out of those few occasions she had never allowed herself to imbibe that much of alcohol to be unconscious - you never know who would be taking advantage of you, or what type of stupid things you would do.

So, what did she do?

She frowned as she worked her mind hard. Nothing. She couldn't remember anything.

Whatever she did, it must be seriously bad because he looked pissed. She didn't even know she was drinking alcohol.

"Am I in trouble?" She asked cautiously.

"Have a guess." He finally spoke, his voice deep as he took a step closer to the bed.

"No?" She replied, trying to grasp onto the last lingering hope.

"Have another guess." He took another step with his arms crossed over his chest.

Oh shit...She felt her blood drained from her face, a roll of clicking sounds brought her back to the reality.

"I'm sorry if i did something wrong, I was drunk and I didn't even know that was alcohol, I don't even remember what I did. Look, whatever I did, I didn't mean it," she explained apologetically.

"Please, don't be mad, Red. I promise I won't touch your drink again."

"Are you telling me, you don't remember what happened last night?" Placing both hands on the edge of the bed, he leaned in closer to her face.

"Um...No," she shook her head a few times. "What did I do?"

She only hoped it wasn't something stupid.

"Get up." He commanded.

Part of him was relieved to know that she didn't remember his lost of control, but another part of him was upset for what she said - she didn't mean it.

Ray brushed her hair with her hands as she quickly got out of bed. All discomfort of hangover left her body while she carefully waited for his next instruction, and not dared to ask another question. Whatever the punishment was, she wished she could handle it.