Chapter 7: The awakening of a very weird feeling

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The next day, Midnight didn't show up. Ryder just couldn't understand why she felt disappointed. Did she really want him to come by? Her thoughts were already in chaos, overthinking about that weird urge to protect a man she didn't know anything about that woke up last night. Why would she harbor such feelings? Ryder wanted to know why but didn't know where to search for the answer.

On the other hand, Jasmine had her own thoughts about this guy that wanted her precious daughter's attention. After Ryder saw Midnight off that Saturday night, Jasmine was waiting for her in her room. Acting as if the room was hers, she had sat right in the middle of the bed, her legs crossed, her elbows resting on her knees and her right hand holding her chin. When Ryder walked inside the room, a chill ran down her spine, feeling like she had just walked into an interrogation room.

Jasmine didn't say anything as her eyes studied carefully the expression on Ryder's face. The fair skin of Ryder had turned red, the bright color had not faded yet. The cognac eyes looked almost scarlet, like two precious rubies. The girl was biting her lip, as she didn't bother to walk farther into the room, but sat on the floor and leaned against the door. Jasmine snorted inwardly: This rascal and her bad habit of sitting on the ground.

"Why are you blushing?" Jasmine asked her casually, but her eyes studied her and mentally noted every twitch of Ryder's lips, every tremble of her eyelashes, or stiffness of her muscles. Jasmine didn't plan on letting her deceive her, whether she was planning on doing it or not.

"I...."

I don't know? She really didn't know, but Jasmine wouldn't let her be.

"You?"

No words came from Ryder. She just stared down at her hands, suddenly feeling miserable. Why the hell did she name that young man after a psychopath from a book? Why didn't he decline? What was all that shit about Ryder looking excited? So what if she looked excited? How does that concern him? The more Ryder thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. The redness of her face crept down her neck and colored her ears, she looked like a tomato with eyes. How much of their conversation did Midnight hear? Will he think she has a few screws loose? What if she had listened to her talking about Midnight (from the book) being her baby?

OH MY GOD, PLEASE DON'T!!! The shame!!!! The embarrassment!!! Ryder felt like dying.

Seeing that the redness was just getting worse, and Ryder had hidden her face behind her hands as she shook her head furiously, Jasmine couldn't handle this behavior of hers anymore and grabbed the pillow from under the blanket. Using her full force, Jasmine threw the pillow at Ryder's head. The pillow hit her so hard, that Ryder's head flew backward and bumped against the door.

"What the hell are you thinking about, pervert?!"

Snapping out of her thoughts from the strong impact and the pain, Ryder flared up in anger. She was getting unjustly accused. "I wasn't thinking about anything of that kind! Why the hell did you hit me, you idiot!"

"Then why were you blushing like that?"

"Because it was embarrassing!"

"Huh?" Jasmine stared at Ryder in confusion. Why was she embarrassed? It's not like they did anything wrong. From Jasmine's point of view, all that happened was very normal.

Ryder felt helpless as she had to explain it to Jasmine who even after hearing the explanation, only felt that Ryder was just overthinking it. In her opinion, unless she had been seen running naked while waving her bras in the air, Ryder didn't have to feel embarrassed. How could this ease the feelings stirring Ryder's heart? If anything, it only made her feel worse.

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