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Roman made no effort to move another step toward her. He just stared at her after hearing her yell at him.

“What?!” he asked, surprised.

“This is my room, right?” Joan asked after sitting up, her tone calmer this time.

Roman didn't know why she was asking that, but he still answered. “Yes, it is.”

“Good. Get out of my room.” Joan repeated, again with a calm tone, glaring daggers at him.

“Are you okay?” Roman asked, still not moving. He didn't know what to think about what was happening. He expected her to be asking him about the attack but she was instead telling him to leave her room. Did she perhaps think that he was behind the attack? Was that why she was this angry at him?

“Do I look okay?” Joan asked, annoyed. She felt she was going insane, and the dreams she had been having were not helping matters. It was no headless man this time. Rather, there were strange looking people who continuously whispered things she didn't understand into her ears until she finally found the will to