Back at the hospital, Hansel seemed shocked when I hung up on him, as that was a first.
It suddenly occurred to him that I was hospitalized and treated for a night before I was out of critical condition, all because I accidentally consumed fish.
He’d often pay attention to my diet, making sure I didn’t accidentally consume fish. Even he was surprised that the detail had slipped his mind.
Perhaps, he had faked his depression for too long that he had forgotten about everything else.
His heart hurt. He felt oddly on edge.
“Hansel, what’s going on? Y–You are hurting me.”
When he finally snapped back to reality, he let go of Giselle’s wrist that had reddened from his grip. He stood up and walked out
the door.
“I’m leaving now. I promised Mel I’d go back and be with her. I’ll visit you again tomorrow.”
Hearing that, Giselle immediately flipped open her blanket to reveal a tight bunny suit. She hugged him tight, suffocating him with her perfume. She pressed her soft body against his chest.
Hansel’s mind immediately went blank. His body stiffened.
Unable to fight his desire, he followed Giselle back to her bed.
After a passionate night, he tried to put on his coat and leave the next morning, only to be stopped by Giselle again.
This time, he swatted away her hand heartlessly. “Quit it. Mel is still waiting for me at home.”
He bought my favorite avocado toast. When he pushed open the door, his heart started to race.
“Mel, I’m home.”
He was greeted with silence.
He nervously ran up to the second floor. The sight of the empty bedroom gave him a huge shock.
Filled with disbelief, he rummaged through every corner of the bedroom but could not find my belongings–not even a strand–of
my hair.
“Mel, where are you? Don’t play a joke on me!”
