Help me!
'What am I thinking?!'
'Waaah... The cub ambushed my butt!! Waaah!! The cub's gone bad!! Waaah!! Awooo~'
Holly Wyatt didn't dare to lift her head, terrified of meeting Silas Thornton's gaze.
She hurriedly straightened the measuring tape, haphazardly took the remaining measurements, and quickly stood up.
"All done! It should be ready in about a week! I'm leaving now! You can get back to what you were doing!"
After saying her piece with her head down, Holly Wyatt spun around in a hurry.
BAM!
She didn't even have time to open the door before she slammed her head into it, her vision swimming for a moment.
"Are you okay?" Silas Thornton pulled her back, a pained look on his face as he gently took down the hand covering her forehead.
As if she'd been burned, Holly Wyatt shook her head repeatedly, then turned and fled for her life.
