Chapter 0016

Ximena’s POV

I scurried into the room and sat down on the vanity stool. My chest was heaving up and down. My heart was following the irregular movement. I touched my cheeks, her ten fingers were imprinted on them. More tears trickled down my face. The caller earlier was Harper. I had to avoid her. I just hope she doesn’t think otherwise. How did Mrs Miles develop such metal hands? Or has my cheeks softened over the weeks?

“Ximena?” Hudson called, entering the room.

I quickly wiped away my tears and sniffed. He moved closer to me and I tried to avoid facing him as much as I could.

“What’s with the attitude?” he asked.

“Uh, you are welcome. I will just go freshen up and go to bed,” I said, feeling awkward. I stood up, facing the opposite side.

“Ximena?” Hudson called, whirling me around to face him.

“You have been crying? What happened to you?” he queried, checking my face. My heart skipped a beat.

“Nothing happened to me, get done with this caring attitude,” I tried to snarl my way