Chapter Twelve

“GET up.” I took the comforter on Caren's head to force her to get up. 

It was already seven in the morning and she still hasn't got up from the bed. "You're gonna be late for school. It's already seven—" 

“What the fuck!?” 

I was stunned when I saw her. She looked sick. Her face was pale, but her eyes were fluffy and red. I thought she's just lying when she said that she doesn't feel good. It looked like she was really sick. 

The door of her room opened. Aunt Feling entered the room. The old lady went home before midnight last night. Her face suddenly filled with concern when she saw Caren. 

"You have a fever," the old lady said after touching Caren. She sighed. "You can