CHAPTER 47: THE FAMILY

Tapping my forefinger on the white mug, I watched how Monica paced back and forth in front of me, and I was starting to get dizzy.

"Can you sit and calm down for a second?" I asked when I noticed that she didn't seem to stop moving around while flicking her hands in the air.

"Nicole, not now, okay? This is me trying to calm myself, okay?" She said, and I let her be.

"Okay."

"I can't believe it. It was real. He was real. And whatever world you guys are talking about, it's real. I just saw a monster," she mumbled to herself.

"You can't calm yourself."

"Yes, I can." She took a pitcher from the refrigerator and drank from it like a drunken master.

"Look, Monica, I'm sorry."

Burping, she confusingly looked at me.

"All of these happened because of me." Placing my palm on my chest, I admit. "And I couldn't blame anyone else because I was being foolish and taking everything unserious. So, it all ended up here, and I messed up."

She paused for a second. Finally, I saw the stress in my face.

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