A strange feeling attacks my insides, and there's a voice inside my head, whispering:
"He's my Neptune. But—"
Blood rushes to every vein in my body, all of my sensesawakened. A sudden pain strikes me, and my hand shakes, making Aiden notice it.
He startles when he sees my shocked expression.
"Cassie?" he calls, worry in his voice. "What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"
And now as I stare at Aiden's face, more pain pierces through me.
I don't know why I suddenly feel this kind of agony, but my hand touching the canvas now shakes even harder. Aiden grips it.
"Cassie," he stutters. "What happened?"
I look away and stare down instead, trying to calm myself down, my other hand covering my eyes. If I don't stop this ridiculousness, I'll make Aiden worried.
"Nothing," I rasp. "I'm okay, Aiden. I just feel a little bit dizzy."
That's a lie, because my head feels like it’s being hit by a hammer now. I wince, touching it.
I can't stop thinking about the voice that suddenly echoed inside my head. Whose voice was it? What does it mean?
"He's my Neptune. But—"
But what? What is it trying to say?
I can't finish thesentence in my head.
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CASSIE
Iend up taking a rest in my room due to my headache until it's time for dinner. I can't help but wonder why I suddenly heard strange voices in my head.
Damn. Aiden was just painting planets, and I feel like I had some kind of telepathy with an alien. This is funny.
If I choose to stay inside my room again, Aiden will be even more worried, so I'm going to have dinner with them tonight even though I still don't want to see Luke again.
Sighing, I stand up from my bed and walk out the door, heading to the dining room.
When I arrive, Aiden's voice greets me. "Cassie!" He rushes to me and hugs me.
I ruffle his hair, chuckling as he looks up at me, his chin resting on my stomach. Relief crosses his expression as he notices that I'm getting better.
But when my eyes dart to Luke, his expression is different. Concern skates all over his face. He throws me a sharp look.
"Are you okay?" he asks in a soft tone, but I can see that he's trying hard to mask his worry and anxiety—I don't know why he's getting so emotional over such a little situation.
I just sigh and take a seat beside Aiden.
"You can have the doctor check your condition," he says firmly. "Why do you have to be so stubborn?"
Yes, I've declined being treated as a sick person. For God's sake, it was just a headache.
"Please don't give me any more headaches," I say.
