Bab 93: A letter To You My Dearest Papa

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I groaned, smiled, I felt light, I felt... peaceful, I can't remember when last I had such sleep, it was almost like I was floating on soft clouds, and the air gushing against my face gave me a pleasant feeling, I wish I could sleep forever.

I yawned, stretching as I opened my eyes to my slightly dimmed room, it was morning but the sunlight wasn't quite up yet, I must have woken up early. I felt my forehead, I didn't know why but there was an impression there like something warm was placed there, I pondered what it was, what could it be? And it felt familiar, I continuously rubbed my forehead, wanting to have the feeling more, like I longed for it.