A Special Girl's

Chapter 18's

• Missing Book ''About •

Allena slid her face under the pillow. It looks like he's got insomnia tonight. It was late at night, but the sleepiness did not come too. Maybe the effects are too upset about the events this afternoon.

Roll over there roll over here, fidgety. If this is the case, the eyes are forced to close even free, the body still refuses to go to dreamland. In the end Allena gave up on getting out of bed and passed towards the kitchen.

Arriving at his destination, he immediately opened the refrigerator and picked up a large bottle of water. A few seconds after his thirst was satisfied, it just crossed back in his mind about the father's recommendation book.

Terms from Travis. Never mind reading, holding anything he has not done. But mumpung tonight is quiet and no important activities, can be used for a quiet search. Thus, Allena rushed towards the room to retrieve the silver key she had hidden as best she could, then headed for the door under the stairs. Once inside the room, without stalling again the girl traced shelf after shelf as fast as she could. Until finally I saw the book.

The History of Landworld

Judging from its form, the age of the book is like it has been centuries. Dirty and full of dust. As soon as the first page is opened, it looks like a varied alphabet. I can tell it was handwritten.

Allena walked towards the corner shelf of the room, deciding to read her book there. Unceasingly, the eyes traced the word in sheet by sheet. The more sheets he opened, the louder his heart beat. The book contained many things that were shocking and had never been known before. Whether real or fictitious, he doesn't care. Bottom line...

"Really fantastic!"

His sense of regret instantly disappeared, replaced with a ray of high cheerfulness.

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Tomorrow. As Melly exited the room about to head for the kitchen, her eyes accidentally caught the door of the lower room of the open staircase. Shocked, he ran into the room.

"Allena, where are you!?" Melly walked quickly to look for her daughter.

Once in the deepest part of the room, the figure of Allena fell asleep with her back leaning on a bookshelf. Melly immediately approached her daughter in the corner.

"Allena, wake up!" Melly spoke softly while patting gently on Allena's cheek.

Allena began to blink her eyes. And shocked. "What are you doing here?"

"Mom should have asked you that question. And how did you get in here? The door to this room was closed, right?"

"What are you looking for?"

Allena raised her head again, looking at Melly. He began to think, could it be that middle-aged woman who had taken his book? But still doubt, his mother's face was plain, it seemed that the woman did not know anything.

"Allena?"

"Ah, there is no. Eerr ... let's just get out. I'm hungry." Allena reasoned.

Melly was still silent, as usual if she suspected that her intimidating gaze would be active. Lately his daughter's been pretty weird. Just like Travis, the man used to talk a lot. And he's always sure, they're hiding something big.

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"Sorry" said Allena as she and her mother were at the dinner table.

"For what?"

"Year afternoon. Really, that time I lost control of my emotions, not meant to hurt Mom." Allena looked down, looking at the dishes on the plate while stirring without any intention of eating them.

"No, I should have apologized to you. I'm sorry, if all of Mom's actions have been torturing your mind and physique."

No more legalities. Even a few minutes after saying sorry two or three sentences, Allena's mind had already floated out of nowhere. Still about the mysterious shabby book. He was agitated, where was the book actually?

"Yes, forget it. I promise you, I won't force the will again." Melly got up, because of the breakfast activity that had been completed, then approached the girl who was sitting in the opposite seat, taking the time to pat Allena's head before leaving. "Take your food, I'll go out first."

Coinciding with that Allena's daydream was caved in. He looked for a moment at Melly's back which began to move away before finally turning to look at her food that was still intact. Not lust, his stomach just feels nauseous. If forced, he may vomit.

Allena gulped her bitter-tasting saliva.

Did I throw it away?

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