Kylie and I are sitting in the kitchen. Eating two trays of mini Taco’s she ordered from this new place not too far from B-Street.

She likes to bring different food all the time. Even though she cooks up a storm.

I eat and don't complain.

Truth be, I think I have eaten more here than I have eaten my whole life. Even at the clubhouse I hardly ate anything extra than the three meals I was given.

It just didn't feel right to take their food and eat it when I wanted.

These past months since I have left The Satan Snipers I've lost a lot more weight than nI SHOULD have.

I know I look like a skeleton with flesh on bones. If I am honest I could say I have looked a lot more scary.

By Kylie's house, we are both always eating, buying food, or making it.

Well, she does the cooking and I just clean the mess. There is nobody else here besides Vincent, Kylie and I, so we have to eat it the and we do.

I know Kylie likes to eat, she isn't a skinny woman, but I know she eats more now and makes it a habit so I do the same.

I eat until my stomach pains from fullness everyday, my body is more used to it now. I haven't picked up much weight but that should change if I keep up this eating.

At first when I got here I wasn't able to eat. My throat was fucked. I didn't realize it at the Sanati Palace, but my shock collar was sizzling.

It burnt through my flesh around my neck. Not sure why I didn't feel it at the time. I was shot and stabbed.

The pain from the wounds on my body must've taken priority in my brain.

I don't know, don't care really.

It is just another scar to add to my long list of others.

The worst are the ones you can't see on the surface, those ones you are unfortunate if you get to see them at all.

let her do my hair today, she said it

what would you like to do today?”

I am the beggar version of Kylie Bray. The damaged end of the stick. Our hair is both black and her eyes though dark brown and mine are black it is similar shape. Except for our noses, mine is sloped,

think we should do,” My dry, damaged voice answers

her to have the options. It is the only time I get her to lose the frown. The last time I saw Kylie she was a

eyes twinkled. Now she walks

has all the luxury money could buy, she shouldn't have to carry such

money was comfort. A false sense of comfort, but now, these weeks with Kylie, a young woman who has all the

deludes you to a

and

late do you realize that shield is

used to exchange for material

offer you emotional solutions. And I think this

when you accept that it will never bring you happiness only

She questions with a smirk

her face transforms to something akin to evil yet playful. Her eyes, they tell me so much and mine widens

has never been kind to me but I never complained I learned

I betrayed them even

back memories. It isn't the first time

OK maybe soon I would be able to see them. And maybe if I'm lucky Zero and the others would believe me when I tell them that I was

I won't hold my breath, honestly when the time comes and I would have to choose between

will kill Thorn and why I would have to go back to Lucca

at Kylie and she smiles back, I like the way she smiles it is not forced it is natural, easy,

begging for food. My simple was sleeping behind

easy is something I've never had, everything in my life has been a challenge, a

with eagerness

archery, lying outside by the

the same, Kylie feeding me, then suggesting we do the craziest of things. Everyday she gets weaker where my cousin

her to go for it, give him a chance, but deep down I hope she

man

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