"I need you to keep an eye on her."
"How would I know where she is sir."
"She says she goes to school down the road from my place. Just show up there and look for her and when she leaves follow her. I need to know where she is."
"Of course sir I'll get right on that for you."******
I woke up and checked the time it was already 10 in the morning I rushed out of bed to get ready. I rushed to the closet to find some clothes and then went to put make up on.
"What are you doing?" Ezra asked.
"Getting ready for school what do you think!" I yelled.
"You told me you wanted to stay home today last night." He said confused.
"What do you mean? I said that?" I asked.
"I don't know you were dreaming about something that made you upset and you cried into me and said you didn't want to go to school, you wanted to stay here." He said.
"Oh ..." I said.
"If you want that go to school we can go I don't mind." He said.
"No no it's fine I'll just stay." I said. I grabbed my phone and Anuel said he hopes I feel better.
"So what you want to do." Ezra asked.
"You know, I have no clue." I said.
Ezra grabbed my hand and lead me out of my room we walked down the hall to the stairs then went to the kitchen.
"Bonjour. Qu'est-ce que je peux te procurer?" An older man said.
(Good morning. What can I get for you.)
"Gaufres avec fraises à l'intérieur et fruits sur le côté." Ezra said.
(Strawberry waffles with fruit on the side)
I just watched as Ezra and the man talked.
"Oui, pour les deux s'il vous plaît."
( Yes, for both please.)
Ezra said and the man left. He turned towards me and said "waffles good for you?"
"Of course." I said excited.
"Great." He picked up his phone and called someone.
"Master Ezra you really didn't need to call." Burchrum said. That was one of the people I met with Anuel.
"Well no but can you bring our food up to my room please?"
"Oui, master Ezra."
Ezra grabbed my hand again and pulled me up the stairs again we went to his room.
"Do you not clean?"
"Not really." He said. As I looked around.
His bed wasn't made he was with me, clothes on the floor was coming out of his closet.
"This place needs to be cleaned." I said laughing.
"Yeah I know it does ." He said.
"Here you are master your breakfast at 11." The butler said. "Aimer." He said and left.
"Mirana do you know any French?"
"No I don't I just know some German and that's it." I said.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah. I stopped learning after my mother you know." I said.
"Oh she knew some."
"Well she had some German in her blood you know."
He nodded.****
Later I woke up on top of Ezra's sleeping body. I walked out to go to my room and it was so nice to be in a bright room again and not his dark grey room.
"Lady Mirana." I turned around to see a woman. "Would you like to come down to eat." She said.
"I would love too."
She started walking and I followed behind her. We weren't going to the kitchen at all or near the dinner room. We walked outside and their garden was lit up beautifully. The lights a warm yellowish color and soft pinks. It was so pretty. She sat me down at the a little table this looked too fancy for me. What the fuck was all this.
"I'll be right back my lady." She said and walked away.
This was beautiful and very weird for me. Almost made me feel uncomfortable.
I saw Ezra sit down in front of me and I was so scared.
"You know how you wanted to be with me? Well this is my way of showing you how I'm willing to treat you other than every other girl I've been with." He said.
"Well I like this but it's a little to much for me it's kinda uncomfortable for me. " I said feeling bad.
"Oh I'm sorry. How can I fix it."
"The lights." I pointed to the right of me. "There is too many out there I don't like it. And over here." I pointed to the left.
"Oh well in that case." He took out his phone and did something that dimmed the lights down so they weren't so bright.
I nodded. "What are you eating."
"A weird pasta they made."
"Weird ?"
"It's like baked pasta. I don't know."*****
"Sir she didn't go to school, or if she did I didn't see her."
"Well be there again tomorrow and make sure you just follow her. I can't let that whore get away."
"Yes sir."

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RomansaI'm sorry but this might be a little harsh to people. Being a girl at 14. Her mother was raped by her husband. Her mother died when she turned 15. And along the way she's helped by someone she could actually call a friend. Read more about Mirana...