Chapter 42 Old Photograps

• Xavier~
• "Mr. Thompson, please get up; we have to leave." I rubbed my eyes as I listened to her gentle voice. I attempted to straighten my body and almost managed to avoid falling off the couch. I looked around me and found myself sleeping in an unfamiliar room that was on the couch.
• "Don't look at my room in awe; I know it looks beautiful." I turned my head to look at her. She was standing in front of the dressing table and combing her hair.