"Hello, Avery?" A calm and melodious voice rang out making me freeze.
I was stunned on the spot unable to find my voice. I frowned thinking that I might just heard it wrong.
"Who is that? I’m the only one here. How could there be a sound?" I wondered. I found the voice just now familiar sounds like Cyrill.
"Did I miss Cyrill that much that I started hearing things? It's not good right?" I muttered.
“No? Is it because I can’t sleep well last night? Or was I too stressed? Probably not, I just received a good news and I feel like I am mentally and physically fine.”
I can help but asked in confusion. Rows of rows of guessing came from my mouth but I don’t find it seem to be right. But why do I hear things? Where does it come from?
A deep laughter comes into my ear. I sat up in the bed a
