GASTON'S POV
"Miss Miranda?" I called as I searched through the forest. Where could she be? She told me she was getting more firewoods but she isn't back. I offered to go with her but she declined. What if she's lost?
"Miss Miranda!" I called again, louder this time. Gosh! That woman. After that incident with her boyfriend, Miss Miranda and I have grown closer than before. Though she keeps our relationship as a teacher-student relationship, I want more. I try to, you know, at least be her friend but she draws the line. It's as if she doesn't want anyone in her life.
Gosh! This forest is wide, where do I start from? It's also late in the night. There are mosquitoes roaming about. My arms itch from their bites.
"Hello? Anyone there?!"
"Miss Miranda?"
"Gaston! Over here!"
Finally!
