The morning sun had not yet completely penetrated the gap of the bedroom curtains, yet Veronica had already been awake since two hours ago. She lay on her back, staring at the ceiling of her wooden bedroom with a blank gaze. Both of her hands unconsciously squeezed the edge of the knitted blanket, while her thoughts were still left far behind in the previous night.
"I... I want to apologize. For all my curt words... for every foolish thing coming out of my mouth."
Vero sighed softly, then turned her body to the side. She touched her own chest with her left palm. Behind her ribs, her heart suddenly beat with a faster rhythm merely because of remembering back Leo's low voice that night.
"What is the matter with me? This is very strange," Vero whispered to the silence of the bedroom.
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