Brenda’s POV.
I swung his door open and saw Lucien jumping on the bed, as sweat broke out on his forehead.
“What’s it?” I asked, stepping back as I wondered what must have made me that scared.
“There’s a cockroach there,” He pointed toward the table in his room.
It was the first time I was entering his room, and it was at that moment I realized that I hadn’t ever been to his room.
It was twice the size of my room, and it was beautiful. It gave off a calm and cool atmosphere.
“It’s out,” He shouted, jolting me back to reality—and I screamed and jumped around, thinking the cockroach was close to me.
He paused and took a look at me, “Don’t tell me you’re scared of it,” He said, making me shoot him a deadly glare.
“I’m not scared of it, aren’t you supposed to be the one saving
