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"Yes" he calls. Then comes nearer.

"He did. That is why he sent you."

My knees weaken and I fall to the ground.

He picks me up and carries me to my bed.

How could father not of told me this. Why. I felt betrayed by the one I love the most. It hurts my heart. As I have a hard time breathing.

The count sets me in my bed.

Pulls the sheets.

Draws the curtains.

Draping the room in darkness. And leaves me to sleep.

The doors close softly behind him.

I sigh. And let myself be carried off. To a dream where none of this exists.

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