Coco trudged her way through the doors of the guild, the hinges creaking and letting out an unpleasant sound.
The sound the doors let out captured the attention of the hunters in the vicinity, making them turn their heads to look at the person who has entered the guild despite their seemingly interesting conversations.
"Have you heard what happened?"
"What?"
"Coco got kidnapped last night and the guildmaster himself went out to look for her!"
"Are you being serious right now?"
"Yeah— shh! She's here!"
Coco's face was blank, but her eyebrow was twitching as she walked past the group of four people who were gossiping quite loudly about what happened.
I wasn't kidnapped. Coco told herself, gaslighting her own mind for her own good.
It's the truth though, so why would she need to make her believe another thing otherwise? She wasn't kidnapped, she was ambused, and was injured— which resulted in Cleora, the woman who helped her, to heal her.
