Chapter 41

Somehow, I managed to get to Pink's apartment, punching her door as I felt my knees threaten to give in to the tremor that was spreading through my muscles. And it took her so long to meet me that I ended up slipping down the wall and sitting on the floor, and when I did that, it was when I first noticed it on my barefoot and filthy foot, while the other one still made fun of good hygiene very well stuck under the sneakers.

I should be a rag. My knees were hurt, with small painful scratches. My dress was dirty with dark earth, and even if it was red, the tone did nothing to hide the filth. My hair had filled with frizz by the cold wind that hit me at high speed as I ran, and the root was already starting to curl by the sweat of the effort. In fact, I was the rubbery cat at that moment.

I didn't even hear Pink's door opening, but she appeared in the hallway, wearing a pink silk robe, and her hair was drained in brown locks, her face clean and with her natural features. Either it