Telapak Tangan Merah Dan Gatal Novels & Stories

"wha—" "Call the doctor immediately!" Nana orders, interrupting me, and a maid quickly walks away to carry out the instruction. I notice the worried looks in their eyes well, except Emilia, and I almost scoff when I see the look of 'worry' in Guilia's eyes. Wondering what is wrong,I look down at my body, and I gasp loudly as I see red dots that appear on my hands and legs. I try to touch them, but Estella slaps my hand away, and that's when it occurs to me that my skin is very itchy.

A violent, stinging itch erupted across her hand, rapidly turning into a blinding, white-hot burning sensation. Rosalie gasped, the training dagger slipping from her numb fingers and clattering uselessly into the dirt. "What's wrong?" Garrett asked, his brow furrowing as he stepped forward. "Your grip was loose." "I..." Rosalie stammered, her voice small and trembling as the burning sensation crawled up her wrist like liquid fire. She looked down at her right hand. Her palm was flushing a violent, angry red, tiny blisters rapidly bubbling up across her skin. The muscles in her fingers were locking up, cramping so violently she couldn't even close her hand into a fist. "It... it burns."