บท 145: CHAPTER 145

- HAZEL -

Something tickles my feet. This makes me take a sharp breath escape my lips as I stretch, pulling my legs into the duvet.

The tickling doesn’t stop. In fact I feel it running up my knees. And then my thighs.

I press my legs together, dipping my hand into the duvet to scratch my legs, trying to get a hold of whatever is crawling up my body and interrupting my beauty sleep.

I yawn. “Killian, if that’s you, stop, you feel like a roach.” I murmur, rolling on his sheets still keeping my eyes closed. I hear no voice in return and the tickle doesn’t stop.

In fact, not I feel it on two parts of my body, crawling all over me. This makes my face flatten, forcing me to smack my skin, harder with each smack, while trying to stop this thing from crawling all over me.