|LEILA CROSS|
I woke up feeling a throbbing pain from my shoulder part.
My other body parts are all bearable now but for my shoulder that has severe wounds, I can still feel the pain as if it's freshly wounded by a sword.
I slowly rise from the bed and fix myself. I did my morning routine and sleepily got out of my room.
I put Leo in the guest room on the first floor of the house yesterday. I also mended his wounds. Well, it's just swollen cheeks and a bleeding forehead. I'm thankful that he was not that injured or else I might blame myself again.
I shake my head and go to the kitchen and decide to cook. Well, even though I hate working here, I did know how to cook but only the basics. I reach for three eggs and one pack of chicken flavored hotdogs and ready the pan for cooking the breakfast.
While cooking, I can't help but jump in surprise whenever the hot oil sparks and attacks my innocent arms.