The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

No one knows for how long Kaylee held her slightly opened lips. Even after she laid on her bed while trying to sleep, she still could feel the burning sensation on her lips.

Her eyelids refused to close, and her head filled with Declan's face. That handsome face was so close to hers and those intoxicating lips…

Kaylee shook her head while trying to get rid of the previous scene in vain.

Instead, she thought about what the man said, which sounded so suggestive and deep in her ears.

'Tell me, sweetheart, are you feeling better now?'

For the umpteenth time, Kaylee felt the room temperature was hot. Especially she still could feel her lips burning as if the man's lips were still on them.

Ugh! At this rate, she wouldn't be able to sleep for the next few hours. She was wide awake, and her mind filled with the handsome man to the point she couldn't get rid of it.

Kaylee removed the blanket and sat on the bed. She decided to contact Wendy just to find out if her best friend had fallen asleep or not.

If not, she would go over to the girl's house and stay up all night gossiping to get rid of the man's passionate kiss.

Unfortunately... Wendy did not pick up the phone, which means her best friend has slept.

Having no other choice, Kaylee laid back down and closed her eyes. She tried to count the sheep jumping over the fence in her imagination while wishing she could fall asleep without thinking about the scene that kept her awake.

One…

Two…

And who knows which number that finally Kaylee drifted off to dreamland.

This time she was visited by a strange dream—a bizarre one.

She was in a twenty-four hours cafe and sat by the window watching the nuances of Christmas coming in a few weeks.

She saw her reflection in the windowpane and winced in confusion at her unusual appearance.

Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and her clothes were something she had never worn before. She wore hot pants with high boots and a striking red jacket with fine fur on the fringe. Not to mention, her lips were dark red with some black line around her eyes.

What happened with her make-up? Why does her appearance look like a... call girl?

Not long after, she heard a familiar voice in her ears and turned to look at the source of the sound.

Her eyes widened when she saw Wendy walking over to her, and at that moment, Kaylee awoke from her dream.

Kaylee woke up and realized that the sunlight had entered through the window of her room, which indicated that morning had arrived. She held her head, which felt dizzy, and for some reason, her whole body felt tired as if she had done something excessively last night.

Fortunately, it is Sunday, and she lives in her own apartment instead of her parent's house. Her mother must have thought she lived in the Black mansion and was sure she wouldn't contact her.

Hence, Kaylee decided to go back to sleep feeling unusually tired.

Just as she was about to take off to her own world, the apartment bell rang, creating a frustrating groan escape from her lips.

Who comes so early in the morning like this? Doesn't anyone realize that it's Sunday now?

Kaylee walked out of her room with lazy movements while yawning wide to open the door to her apartment.

Once she opened the door, her temples frowned in confusion to see her best friend's face decorated with a big smile on her doorstep.

"Wendy? Why are you here?"

"Didn't you call me yesterday? I thought you wanted me to come."

"Ah ... right." Kaylee chuckled, remembering that she had dreamed of that girl last night. "What a coincidence, yesterday I dreamed about you."

"Eh? What dream is it?"

"Hm... I don't remember."

Wendy deftly put her groceries in the kitchen and took out all the vegetables and meat she had just bought at the market.

"What did you buy?"

"I'll make fish soup for you."

"Really? It is such a coincidence. I feel like my head is dizzy, and my stomach feels weird."

Wendy only gave a thin smile and began to fill the pot with water before placing it on the stove.

Seeing the movements of Wendy, who were so attentive to her like an older sister, made Kaylee curious about the dream she saw when she fell unconscious.

"Wendy, we've been friends since childhood, right?"

"Yeah." replied the girl while focusing on the cooking.

"I was even there when your mom gave birth to Nick. We all always play together and tease Nick until the boy cries."

Wendy giggled reminisces about their nasty moments together to tease and 'bully' the baby boy. But in the end, they still loved their little brother and did whatever they could to bring back the laughter of the cute baby boy.

"Of course I remember. I even remember you telling everyone Nick was your brother and not mine. You always wanted to have a younger brother, but you… I mean…" Wendy cleared her throat before continuing, "Both of your parents decided not to have any more children."

Kaylee was innocent but not a fool to not detect something wrong in her friend's tone.

"It's because I am an only child. But… why do I feel I have a sister? Wendy, I once had a sister, hadn't I?"

Wendy's movement that put the spices into her cooking paused for a moment before answering Kaylee's question with a question.

"Which sister? Do you have a long-lost sister that I've never know?"

Kaylee sighed in resignation at her best friend's question. It seemed that what she saw was just a dream.

"I have no idea. I've been seeing a weird dream lately. "

"What dream is it?"

"I have a sister, and we have been very close since childhood. It's just… her nature is contrary to mine. I prefer to stay in a corner, whereas she… my sister preferred to be in the spotlight."

'I was born to be a star.' was the same voice she once heard.

"I was born to be a star." imitated Kaylee unconsciously to make Wendy stopped her activity.

"What did you say?"