Love is just Illusion by Swapie Achilles
CHAPTER XIX
MAY
“What howl are you talking about, Mori?” the tall blonde woman; Carmel asks the man.
The said man hurriedly chews the bacon and gulp it before explaining, “last night I was sleeping and I heard a howl, it woke me up and…”
The brown hair man cuts himself off, because he is quite hesitant whether to tell them the truth or not, because when he tells them, they might get angry to him.
“Now that you mention it, I think I heard that too.” The raven hair woman, Isabell said, taking a seat with them with a coffee on her hand.
“Really?” Carmel asked the older lady confused, because she does not hear anything last night.
“Yes, you dummy.” Isabell retorted, “so, what happened when you heard it?” She asked Mori.
“I went to find it.”
