Edna


    My consciousness was clearing up little by little. The familiar darkness that framed my vision was disappearing too.


    "Edna, are you okay?" Angelo''s voice came.


    I won''t lie, his voice was a weed thing. His presence as a whole was conforting.


    It was great to know I wasn''tpletely alone at this moment.


    "Morgan." I corrected him.


    It was better for him to call me by the identity I was assuming so he would not make a mistake subconsciouslyter. Prevention was better than cure.


    I haven''t achieved what I set out to aplish in this theater troupe yet, it was better I do everything in my power to stay undercover.


    Fortunately and unfortunately, Angelo were avable. There might be people like him in this theater troupe too.


    Angelo had offered to help me and I could feel his sincerity. It was a happy thing to encounter.


    Still, I was thankful that I didn''t encounter more people like Angelo. I was already on my tippy toes dealing with Angelo. Adding another person like him was just a stretch. "Okay." Angelo replied.


    His footsteps faded away. Soon, it came back. He turned me over. A cold fabric touched my wounds.


    The chill from the fabric was a great relief.


    He was cleaning me up.


    After a while, Angelo helped me up and heid me on the bed.


    Blood was still gushing from my wounds but there was nothing I could do.


    If first aid care was avable, I was sure Angelo would have gotten it for me. Since he


    choose to just keep things simple, I had to be satisfied with what I got.


    I can not sleep on the floor because of the fear that the bed would be stayed with blood.


    I can change bedsheets and clean the contaminated things from the bed if my wounds caused dirt. On the other hand, sleeping in the floor can cause a variety of issues. Chill and germs are one of the few results of that path.


    A knock sounded.


    It didn''t take a few seconds for the next actions to happen after the knock. The person behind the door hurriedly pushed the door open.


    The person sauntered in like this dormroom was their own ce.


    I had regained most of my consciousness by now. Although moving was going to be a


    pain in the bum, it was better than the delirious state I was in before.


    The person that just bashed into our room was ady. She had a beautiful face.


    Her face was entuated with makeup. She knew she was beautiful and she utilized various ways to enhance that.


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    Her eyes rolled with disdain.


    "Well, well, well. I didn''t know I would be able to see this day. Morgan, so you can be as humble as you are now. I saw them carrying you in so I dropped in to take a look. You look like a dead body."


    I blinked my eyes.


    Pettiness was my middle name.


    I was ufortable right now and I would make my enemies as ufortable as I was. It was my personal girl logic.


    Since thisdy came to me to unt her stupidness, she should not me me for striking back. I don''t even know who she is but her malice was enough exnation for


    me.


    "Well, I am better than someone like you. You came here to unt the single brain cell in your skull. Pathetic. You need to shop around for shame." I replied in a calm tone.


    Her eyes changed suddenly, "What are you talking about? I am not the one lying on the bed like a dead dog. Anyways, enjoy your forced bed rest."


    "I will make sure I do so. Please, leave soon. The atmosphere in this room right now is contaminated with your presence." I responded.


    "You are like this but you didn''t lose your sharp tongue. Lovely, it seems this lesson is not enough for you and I will happily help you secure more. I won''t exchange words with you anymore. It is below my status." Thedy said and she turned around the next minute.


    She was about to leave.


    "You mean it is above my status, right? Talking to you is bringing my intelligence down and you want topare our position and status? Keep ying." I said.


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    She didn''t give me any other reply and she finally left. The dorm room instantly became more quiet as she left.


    Angelo was staring at me.


    I wasn''t looking at him but the area he was focusing on felt like it was heating up. I had


    no other choice but to acknowledge his gaze.


    "What? Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked.


    His gaze was too much.


    "You really taught Jemima a lesson. Your tongue is truly sharp." Angeloplimented.


    "Jemima." I repeated in a questioning tone, "Who is thatdy?"


    Angelo shrugged, "She is your rival. Actually, she proimed herself as your rival unterally. She has been going against Morgan everywhere and Morgan didn''t pay attention to her. She is just like a clown that jumps everywhere for any attention from Morgan."


    "That exins it." I nodded.


    I was happy Jemima came. I was able to release some of the stress that had


    umted on my shoulder by exchanging insults with her.


    My eyelids dropped downwards slowly.


    There was no strength to do any other thing except sleeping. My eyes closed and my


    consciousness became fuzzy.