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Y/n L/n. She is a young 14-year-old girl who lost her family in an unfortunate fire. She remained alone with Count Olaf and his troupe, suffering through the loss of her family and the child abuse from her gu...
I watched as y/n and Sunny napped, her chest rising slightly each time she took a breath. Sunny slept next to y/n, leaning her tiny body on her. The road was occasionally bumpy, almost waking them up a couple of times.
"You're staring again." Klaus acknowledged. I blushed at his comment, averting eye contact.
"It's pretty obvious," Klaus whispered. I cringed. Was it really that noticeable?
"What's pretty obvious?" I asked, beginning to act like I knew nothing.
"Don't pretend, Violet. I see the way you stare at her. I mean, it doesn't take a genius. You clearly like her." Klaus chuckled lightly. I sighed in embarrassment. Sometimes Klaus's intelligence didn't work out in my favor.
"Fine, I admit it." I huffed. Klaus simply smiled, planning ways to tease me about this.
"What made it so obvious?" I asked.
"Well, you blush around her. It's pretty much the biggest giveaway. Also, I noticed the ways you react to her being in danger." Klaus explained. I scolded myself mentally for turning red too often.
