Chapter 142 Monster In My Head
- KHAL’S POV
- I stood right in front of the tent, peeking at Matilda. She was flipping her white curly hair, placing it on her back while she was creating a fire in the wood. She rubbed the two stones. It gradually produces a fire. She was an amazing woman.
- I walked near her, but my feet stopped steeping when Cleo Karl sat beside her. He gave her a dried wood from trees. “This will help.”