All my life I lived a rich life. A life where I can enjoy all day without any worries.
I feel like a princess on those fairytales I've read. Oh how I wish I stayed like a naive little girl like I was before.
As years goes by...I learned to see the truth behind those curtains they blocked from me.
I learned that...I was a Demon's daughter. A demon on human form how disgusting.
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I walked through the Lambda's hallway with my 'father'. To be honest I wouldn't call him my father anymore after all the lies he hid from me but I was known as a 'perfect daughter'. I have my own reputation now.
"Say father, are you happy? to take the children's freedom..."
"To Live?"
I stared at his deep green eyes.
He didn't say anything and continued on walking.
"You know you'll be doing the same too"
He's right. I couldn't disagree, I'm a coward.
I've been a demon all along too...
I looked away from him. "Father I'm tired...do I really need to do this?"
He stopped from walking with his back facing me. "You'll be having a partner so it won't be a burden to you, right?"
'It's burden enough for a twelve years old girl..' I thought bitterly.
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Peter opened the door for me as soon as we arrived on a certain room. It's not big but it's not small either. As I walked inside, I saw a boy with the Lambda's uniform. 'I suppose he's one from those plantations' I kept my poker face while leaning against the wall. "(y/n) this is Norman, he will be your partner from now on" I only nodded at this. My gentle footsteps finally reached him. Smiling softly I said..."I look forward on working with you, Mr. Snowman" He looked at me with a slight surprised face although I only chuckled at it. "Me too..." he finally said.
Norman and I became closer as weeks goes by. He was so gentle but strong at the same time, that's why I've foolishly fallen in love with him but I knew he like someone else. One time he mentioned to me that there's this girl he like back in their 'orphanage'. Whenever he talks about her...his eyes seemed to sparkle and he would act like a normal child. She was like...his comfort home.
