Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 – The Crazy Question (Anj‘s POV) 

This is the third time I yawn, and Dylan and Anya glance at me every time I do that. I blinked and tried to focus on what I was reading, but I couldn‘t help myself from closing my eyes. I already slept early last night, yet I still feel sleepy and tired. 

I shook my head, but when I couldn‘t force my eyelids to stay open, I rested my head, pressing my forehead on the book on the table. 

“Is she okay?” i heard Dylan asking Anya. 

“I‘m not sure,” She whispered, “She‘s been acting weird, and even Sister Grace is worried about her.” 

I groaned, raising my head to look at them. “I can hear you, you know.” I wanted to cry, not understanding what was wrong with me. Maybe my body was already asking me to rest because ever since I returned, I made myself very busy, focusing on work and my studies to forget about Sky. 

“Last night, we caught her memorizing the prayer book in Latin,” she clucked her tongue.“ Maybe she‘s possessed or something.” 

I sneered at her but chuckled as I remembered Aunt Rose calling Sister Grace last night because she thought I was possessed, reciting the prayer in another language. I need to get distracted, and my hobby of making perfume is not helping me these days. Some scents made me nauseous, and when I tried forcing myself to create a perfume, I ended up vomiting in the bathroom. 

“What are you doing later?” Dylan asked Anya, whispering this time when the librarian glared at us. 

ask me for a date?” She joked and covered her mouth with the book she

I took a carrot stick inside my pocket and put it in my mouth in a hurry. He narrowed his eyes at me. “What‘s in your pocket, Anj?” I shook my head, fixing my eyes on the book and chewing the carrot really slowly. “Are you keeping chocolates in your pocket again, Anj?” hissed Anya as she rose to her feet and sat beside

I shook my head again, but she put her hand inside my pocket, taking out one stick. “Rabbit!” She wrinkled her nose. “I knew it! You‘re the

in that house, remember?” I complained, and perhaps my voice was a bit louder because the

carrot stick in my pocket. “No eating in the library. If you can‘t

gather my things, but then my nose caught the scent of her perfume. I used to love it, but this time, I wanted to puke as soon as I smelled it.” Oh, dear God!” Good thing we were near the doorway.

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of the restroom. I glanced at Dylan and saw him peeking at

the restroom, so I stepped out and

us you‘re not feeling well,” Anya raised her eyebrows

 

if he wanted to take me to

said that we were in the ambulance the next minute, we were

at him. “I was twelve,” I chuckled, remembering I stupidly ate expired food. He smirked at

cream and let go of his worries. One thing about Dylan

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