When he got to his bedroom, he closed the door with a roar and he sat down holding his head, his eyes closed, and strange scenes began to play in his eyes.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh ... He shouted with his hair tied in his fists. He had broken the tree by wrapping a wreath of flowers in his fists.
“Who are you? Why are you hiding in front of me?” Screaming helplessly, he fell face down on the bed. His eyes were reddening profusely and there were innumerable blisters on his forehead.
It was impossible to breathe here. He wanted to escape from here but how... He doesn’t know how long he has been lying unconscious like this.
Whoever she was, she had removed her hand from his head and turned away. He could only see the hair lying on the back of the purple knee-length frock.
“Hold on... Bella, aren't y
