Prologue

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Exhausted Y/n walks through the halls.

Y/n opened a door and looked up to see Anastacius.

". . ."

The two stay silent as they just look at each other. Anastacius had what seemed to be a hurt look on his face while Y/n just had a blank expression.

Y/n scoffed as a small sad grin formed her lips.
"So. . . you know? Don't you." She said as she gripped the scale like scarf

Anastacius eyes soften as he saw the broken look on his daughters face.
Y/n slowly walked to Anastacius and tugged on his sleeve.

Anastacius couldn't help but to hug his dear little girl tightly. Y/n huggs back.

"Come lets get you into new clothes."
Anastacius just gave her his shirt that looked like a dress on her. He was going to take her to her room but Y/n just walked to his bed and got under the covers.

"I guess your sleeping with me tonight?"
He questioned as Y/n curled up under the sheets.

Anastacius smiled a bit as he got into the bed. Y/n intently clung onto him. He didn't mind, but this was unusual behavior for her.

'Is this how she truly is? Without that lie?'
Anastacius thought to himself as he strokes Y/n's hair lovingly.

He hugs her with no intention of letting go. Neither was Y/n.

The two slept embracing each other.
Life was crule and Y/n was not going to let her last happiness die.

Not again.

This time. She will kill her mother.

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