Chapter twelve •Reading•

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Scarlet's point of view

I woke up with a sharp pain in my back, and I realized I was sprawled out on the floor.

I must have rolled of the couch while I was sleeping.

I got up from the floor and dusted myself off.

I walked over to my fridge and grabbed an apple (yeah, I like apples)

After my tiny meal I decided to go out side and read.

I grabbed a black book with gold writing that read The phantom of the opera.

I walked towards the front door and put on my combat boots, and headed outside.

I settled down , removed my bookmark (which was rather flat red rose and a couple of letters.)and started to read.

🎶"I remember there was mist.

Swirling mist upon a vast glossy lake.

There were candles all around and on the lake there was a boat.

And in the boat there was a--"🎶

I stopped reading when I saw a flash of movement in the bushes that caught my eye.

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