"A wanderer against her will, with no purpose other than to survive, hops from place to place like a wild rabbit. Tired and lonely from her never-ending journey, she moves forward without looking back. Her identity is lost, or perhaps forgotten, and...
The author's notes: Hi there, guys! I apologize for the very late update! Seriously, I have a troublesome day job! Plus, I didn't wanna write a BS sketch and publish it! Have a good day/night, dear readers and enjoy!
Third Person - Point of View!
Malika descends from upstairs, slowly, followed by a very attentive Luda May. Who is watching her with an eagle gaze, making Malika sweat out of nervousness!
One wrong move and, she will get scolded like an eight-year-old for stealing a cookie from the cookie jar!
Thomas appears at the base of the stairs, looking up at Malika, his eyes showing relief, sadness and disturbance.
Malika's guilt comes crashing down at Thomas's expression.
Her eyes filled again with hot tears, looking down at her feet.
She couldn't face Thomas!
This is all her fault! She shouldn't be here!
Damn, she shouldn't even be alive at this point!
Her negative thoughts get stopped by Thomas's powerful and warm embrace. His muscular arms tied around her waist, his head landed on top of her head.
From the outside view, he is seemingly trying to comfort Malika.
Although, it's actually the other way around.
Malika took notice of the subtle trembling from Thomas.
Her arms sneak around his waist to hug him back, tightly!
Malika: I'm so sorry, Thomas ...
Thomas tilts his head, perplexed and surprised.
Malika: For making you worried about me ...
Malika's new clothes!
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Luda May; We're so worried about you, dear!
Luda May assists Malika to walk towards the dinner table and lets her sit down. In front of her is a feast for the kings by her expenses, of course!
Luda May; Sorry, dear, we would ask permission first, but you were knock out for a few days in a row.
Malika: It's okay! I already gave permission to Thomas to serve himself at my home.
Monty: Lucky bastard...! *mutters under his breath*
Luda May serves the rest of the dishes for their lunch!
Malika's mouth starts to water like crazy in front of this delicious meal!
Littles Snacks and Entrées!
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