The truth about Carissa

After Asher's departure, Vallen silently observed the surroundings, her heart grumbling incoherently like a woman with a monthly visitor. 'Why am I annoyed at being left behind by Asher? Isn't this what I wanted? Arggh... Vallen. Don't tell me you've fallen under that jerk's charm.'

Because she was bored, Aunt An had not come to pick her up to return to the mansion. Vallen chose to get up from her bed to step slowly out of the infirmary, which she found stuffy even though it was so spacious.

In front of the door of the infirmary. Vallen felt that he was being watched from an unknown place for a moment. Instincts from the work of the brain and senses that he did not realize before seemed to stick out from his subconscious. As if it was a habit that she often did.

Slowly but surely. In the center of the crowd in the hospital, Vallen observed while continuing to wander and only relying on instincts that somehow felt more sensitive.

"Strange, this kind of feeling. Why do I feel like