CHAP. SEVENTEEN—MORNING TALK.

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ + •*.』

~SATURDAY, 3 DAYS LEFT...

Scarlett woke up to a rather bright weekend morning.

It has almost been a week in Pastonville. And after one whole night of emotions, discovering that Vampire genes ran in her DNA all along, and that her mother and uncle were once humans from the 15th century, Scarlett somewhat felt a sense of...relief. Oddly.

It wasn't a feeling she should feel in the shit she's going through right now. She's already felt fear, shock, anger, sadness, and but mostly bewilderment - now, she didn't have those feelings anymore. She felt... a little numb.

The clouds outside her bedroom window continued to plague the skies but the sun's rays were still strong.

But then Scarlett realised; there were still holes of her origins that were felt to be covered. She still doesn't clearly know who Jagger is or why he wants her. There's a whole lot that she doesn't know about herself, or the world that she never noticed.

'I wonder what I can do now that I'