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CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: DID THAT JUST HAPPEN?
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2026-05-10 23:19:44
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BLURRED LINES FORTY-ONE: STAY WITH ME
(Olandria’s POV) The first thing I noticed was the smell of antiseptic, clean linen, medicine, and something faintly herbal lingering beneath all of it. The second thing I noticed was the pounding in my head. I frowned slightly before even opening my eyes. My body felt heavy, like someone had replaced my bones with wet sand overnight. I could hear the faint tapping of rain softly against glass in a slow steady rhythm. For a moment, I couldn’t remember where I was. Then fragments came back all at once. The river, the phone call, the panic, me falling. My eyes opened immediately. It was met with white ceiling, bright lighting. I glanced around and noticed a curtain partially drawn beside a small clinic bed, and Karl? The second she realized I was awake, she practically launched herself toward me. “Oh my God, finally.” I blinked slowly at her while she fussed over me immediately, adjusting my blanket, touching my forehead dramatically like she
BLURRED LINES CHAPTER FORTY: AGAIN?
(Olandria’s POV) I woke up to Karl staring directly at me.Not in a normal way either. She looked like she’d been awake for a while just… waiting. Her chin rested against her palm, curls spilling across the pillow while morning light slipped through the curtains behind her. The second my eyes opened fully, she grinned. “…So,” she said. “How was the kiss?” I nearly rolled off the bed. “Oh my God,” I grabbed the blanket and yanked it over my face immediately while Karl burst into laughter beside me. “That good, huh?” “Karl.” “That means yes.” “I hate you.” “No you don’t.” She kicked my leg beneath the blanket. “Now move. I’ve been waiting to interrogate you.” I groaned loudly into the pillow, which only encouraged her further. “You ran away, didn’t you?” I rolled my eyes at her and she gasped dramatically. “YOU DID!” “I panicked!” “You fled the scene of the crime!” she yelled back. I pulled the bla
BLURRED LINES CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: DID THAT JUST HAPPEN?
(Olandria’s POV) I didn’t stop walking until I reached Karl’s door. Actually, walking was generous. I was somewhere between speed-walking and fleeing a crime scene. My hoodie hung half off one shoulder because I’d thrown it on too fast, and my heartbeat still hadn’t recovered from the disaster I’d just willingly participated in. Kissed! I kissed Ernest! No. Worse! Ernest kissed me and I kissed him back like I’d been waiting for it. Heat rushed straight back into my face at the thought. “Oh my God,” I whispered to myself for what had to be the fiftieth time that night. The hallway lights glowed dimly overhead while rain battered the windows at the far end of the corridor. Thunder rumbled again outside, softer now but steady, like the storm had settled in for the night. Unlike me. I knocked on Karl’s door too hard and too fast. There was a long pause. Then I have another knock because c
BLURRED LINES CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: THE KISS
The room was empty when I entered. That somehow, that disappointed me immediately. I frowned at myself. The rain had started properly now, soft droplets tapping against the windows and balcony doors in uneven rhythms. The room smelled faintly like detergent and Ernest’s cologne still lingering in the air somehow. That didn’t help either. I paced once. Then twice. Then dramatically threw myself onto my bed face-first. “This is ridiculous,” I muttered into the pillow. Because Karl was wrong. Probably. Maybe. I groaned loudly. Every single thing about Ernest had become complicated. The way he looked at me too carefully sometimes. The way he noticed things. The way his voice softened around me. The way my chest reacted every single time he got too close. It was annoying and confusing. And worse…I liked it. That realization sat there heavily while rain tapped harder against the glass. I sat up immediately. “Nope.” Thunder cracked louder this time. The balcony doors rattled sli
BLURRED LINES CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: YEARNING
(Olandria’s POV) By the time supper ended, the sky outside had turned the color of charcoal. The workshop dining hall slowly emptied around us, voices fading into smaller conversations as people drifted toward their rooms, studios, or wherever they disappeared to when the day was finally done. Plates clinked softly against trays. People laughed too loudly near the far corner, as the rain threatened through the windows, the clouds hanging low enough to swallow the mountain view whole. Karl stretched beside me dramatically. “If I eat one more bread roll in this place, I’m going to become one.” “You say that every night.” “And every night I mean it.” I snorted quietly despite myself, stacking my tray on top of hers before standing. My body still felt heavy from earlier by the river; not physically, but emotionally. Like crying had wrung something out of me I hadn’t realized I’d been carrying. Karl noticed anyw
BLURRED LINES CHAPTER THIRTY - SIX: SHE PAINTS HIM.
(Olandria’s POV) Classes ended earlier than usual, but no one really left. The instructors had said it, ‘use the time to build something for your final project,’ and somehow, that had made everything feel heavier. Karl found me before I could disappear. “You’re coming with me,” she said, grabbing my wrist before I could argue. “I didn’t agree to anything,” I muttered, but I didn’t pull away. “You don’t have to,” she replied easily. “I already decided.” That should’ve annoyed me, but it didn’t. Maybe because thinking too much and being alone today felt like a bad idea. She gathered my equipment for painting, and carried my bag and followed her out. — We've never used the path behind the workshop since our arrival. I was excited to see what was hidden behind the trees and narrow path. It curved past the last building, down a narrow slope lined with overgrown grass and uneven stones, unti
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