GRUDGES TO BE KEPT

CHAPTER 33: GRUDGES TO BE KEPT

Did she fainted?

A grunt escape from her lips, when she woke up. Lost, because the last time she could recall isn’t this place, but she boarded a car of a woman named Mitch...? Minchi...? But the throbbing on her temples only made her unable to remember her name.

The light seeping from the cracks blinded her for a second. The room is painted white, and the smell of disinfectant suggested where she is.

Italia was brought in a hospital, but what for?

The door of her room was pushed open.

“You’re awake.” It is the woman.

“You are...?” Italia smile is uncertain. “Sorry, I am a little groggy.”

“That’s alright, and it’s Minchin.” The latter placed some bags to the table next to her bed. “I brought you some food.”

“Thanks, but what happened?” Italia is still seemingly confuse.

“You fainted.” Minchin stated the obvious. “Out of worry, I brought you here and the doctors say that you just needed a little rest, because you seems to be under so much stress lately.”