My Heart only Beats for You

She couldn't believe her ears.

Essie, on the other hand, looked very serious. She didn't look like she was joking at all.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Yesseca shouted.

"It isn't nonsense." Essie stared at Yesseca as though she was looking through her. "If you don't believe me, you can ask Selina if she killed your brother. You just need to ask her how your brother died." "Ha! Ha! Ha!" She was still in the restaurant, but Yesseca could feel strong gusts of wind raging against her ears.

The strong wind made it hard for her to think.

She was flustered.

It felt like she was running through a forest while being chased by a wild beast. That beast was Essie.

Yesseca couldn't bear listening to Essie any longer.

She yelled, feeling panicked, "I'm leaving. I'm sick of listening to you," After that, Yesseca rushed away.

"Yesseca, go and ask Selina about it. Ask her to tell you in detail, ask her how your brother died." Essie still shouted after her.

Yesseca ran back to her hotel.

This was even more embarrassing than the last time.

Fortunately, when she got back into her hotel room, Preslie didn't notice how peculiar she looked, because she hadn't had dinner for several days in a row now. She was so hungry that she was having trouble taking care of herself and didn't have tto worry about Yesseca.

When Yesseca reached her room, she collapsed on her bed.

Preslie was also lying down on her own bed.

Preslie muttered out weakly, "Yesseca I'm starving to death. I need to sleep. I can't talk to you tonight. I need to sleep so I can stop feeling hungry," Yesseca didn't reply.

Preslie wasn't bothered to wait for Yesseca's reply.

She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Yesseca buried herself under her blankets.

Everything Essie said to her was still bouncing around in her head.

She didn't believe anything Essie had told her before.

However, this time, Essie had told her something shocking.

Essie had told her that Selina was about to die and she had taken Lothar's life to save her own.

Essie told her to ask Selina about it.

Two hours later, Yesseca managed to calm down.

Essie had to be lying to her, she had to.

Selina was never sick, let alone at the brink of death.

Even if she was, she wouldn't take Lothar's life to save her own! That was impossible! This sounded like the plot of sfantasy story. Why was she worrying over such a ridiculous story? On the other hand, if it really was so ridiculous, why was Essie so adamant for her to ask Selina about it? If all of this was fake, why did Essie insist that she get answers from Selina? Yesseca just couldn't figure it out.

Her head began to hurt.

Yesseca figured that she should get ssleep.

Maybe all of this will disappear when she wakes up again.

All of her pain and doubts would be gone.

She closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep.

She ended up having a nightmare again.

She dreamed of Lothar and Selina.

In her nightmare, she saw Selina stabbing Lothar with a dagger. There was a gush of blood spraying out of his body.

Selina looked ferocious in her nightmare. She had never seen her like that before.

She heard Selina say to Lothar, "Lothar, I'll live only if you die, so you have to die!" Blood splattered all over Yesseca.

She was so frightened by her nightmare that she opened her eyes in shock.

Everything in front of her was pitch black.

She realized that she had another nightmare.

Yesseca moved her fingers.

She was wondering if she should ask Selina about this.

It was all fake anyway, so there was no harm in asking.

However, if she actually asked Selina about it, then it would seem as though she was doubting her. Selina has always been so kind and good to her. It would seem incredibly unappreciative of her to ask her about it. Selina would feel terribly upset if she knew that Yesseca had suspected her.

Yesseca was in pain from this dilemma.

"Should I ask her or not?" Then, she heard a voice. Yesseca thought that there was a thief in her room. She was so frightened that she jumped up from her bed and switched on the lamp. "Who's there?" Bang! Preslie fell onto the floor.

Yesseca was speechless at what she saw.

Preslie was so hungry, she had quietly snuck out of her bed to get sfood in the middle of the night.

The hotels in the Nashaland would always have pastries and snacks available around the clock. If the guests at their hotel felt hungry, they could eat them whenever they wished. They would then settle the bill at check out.

She was afraid of waking Yesseca up. That's why she didn't turn on the lights and tried to sneak out to get spastries using only the light from her smartphone. She didn't expect Yesseca to wake up all of sudden and switch on all the lights while yelling at her. "Preslie, it was you..." Yesseca was dumbstruck. Preslie looked pretty gloomy with a piece of pastry in her hand. "Yesseca, you nearly scaredto death. I just snuck out to get something to eat." Yesseca quickly got out of bed and helped her up.

She said, "Why didn't you turn on the lights? I thought you were a thief,"

Preslie felt dizzy. "How could there be thieves in a city as safe as Nashaland? I just didn't want to wake you up." Preslie smiled dryly. "Dwas afraid that you'd laugh atfor sneaking out to snack on things even though I said I wanted to lose weight." Yesseca sighed. "Why would I laugh at you? I've already told you that you don't need to force yourself to lose weight. There's nothing wrong with being a little round. You're cute." Preslie opened the bag and started eating her piece of pastry.

Her sad face turned into a look of satisfaction.

Preslie sighed heavily and said, "Well, I'd better stop forcing myself then. I don't have the will to lose weight like this, and I can't stand being hungry," It was five o'clock in the morning. The both of them could have gone back to sleep but neither of them did.

Yesseca felt a little hungry after watching Preslie gobble up her pastry, so she made herself a hot cup of instant noodles. "Yesseca, did you know that we are going to visit the presidential train today?" Preslie said while enjoying her pastry.

"The presidential train?" Yesseca's eyes widened. "What's that?" "It's the train that exclusively runs for

the president but they're opening it to the public today." Preslie continued excitedly, "I'll be checking out a lot of places today, but I'm super excited to see the train, the political scene in Nashalandis pretty complicated right now. Two major parties are contending to form the next government," Yesseca was completely unaware of all this.

Everything Preslie said was so foreign to her. Wasn't the president an elected candidate? What were they fighting for then? Preslie continued, "The President of Nashaland said that this will depend on the election, but most of the people who take office often inherit the title This tthe last president passed away before any official statements were made. There are rumours that the two major candidates have been quietly competing for the role," "I see," Yesseca replied casually.

Preslie nodded. "It's pretty complicated from what I've heard, but a new president will be elected soon. He was supposed to take office a long tago, but someone has been making things complicated for him. As I said, it's very complicated." X