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called me "friend" on my thirtieth birthday four months ago. I never celebrated or threw a party for the birthday, it only sl

bserved the expression on her face. I wanted to see if she'll laugh so I'd know that she knows what

ietly after getting off my tran

d again, the fear in her voi

kingdom?" I said with a tone of annoyance and added, "Perhaps the

in run past her eyes. She wanted to protest, but she knew that my p

h innocent eyes. "I almost passed out just with th

nology used for checki

nd shifting back to the bed. Bett

her hands to cover her mouth. There she goes again, I'm never aggressive just because I feel like being cruel or evil. But I

kitchen." She stammered. I wanted to smile s

opped for a moment as she looked at my hair. The few people that always had the guts to speak even when they noticed my aura always mistook me

eems like you really want to starve," I muttered. She nodded her head to a "no" s

e iron bar. I pushed the bar to the left side and walked down the stairs to the underground kitchen. She followed behind my back while looking around with her mouth wide open and wit

here in a few minutes, so I'd advise you to help yourself with what you want to eat and drink before I lose my patience." I looked around and continued, "You never asked who undre

u to your underwear, though. And I sure as hell closed my eyes when I reached..." I st

help her if she've forgotten that her time of being in the kitchen was running out. "Are you just

She poured in some water in the cup and drank it up in a single gulp. I watched her tirelessl

ace for a moment before it switched to the fridge. She followed my line of sight and looked at the fridge, but she sti

ase?" She asked with a face full o

ed at the fridge. She opened the refrigerator an