When I think again about it, I never knew how crazy my life look this past half a year. It all started with me stumbling upon a dog- I mean, a wolf, and after tending to its wounds, the wolf appears to be a guy with handsome features, which was my type. Then things get a little chaotic after that, with continuous headache and somehow handling a bleeding patient, to me myself getting kidn*pped by a psychopath, I can assure you I didn’t see all of those coming.
But I guess, this is what they call an adventure. Heck, I don’t think people would even believe me if I said my lover is a werewolf. Sometimes, I would find myself laughing at my fate; it’s pretty unexpected and well, it’s a mess, yet my life experience had never been so fun.
I unconsciously smiled by myself.
“What are you smiling
