Roses: Thorns and Petals (Part 1)
* Jhozy’s POV I was alerted from my sleep when my phone on the bedside table buzzed too loudly for my liking. The shine of the sun coming from my opened curtain window invades my eyes and a subtle headache from the sudden waking rush through my head. Groaning loadly with immense irritaion as I have not had a long sleep because of watching too much movies with Svan, I grab the phone not bothering to look at the callers name at all. “Hello” I answered the call huskily despite the fact that I am still groggy which probably give the caller an indication that I just woke up. “Zel! You better come home fast! I do mot know what to do, Dad is not feeling well and... please come Zel.” My spirit instantly awoken by the panicked voice of Ethan which I rarely hear. A series of immense emotion rush
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