"No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her." sighed Taehyung as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.
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She made sure to keep a good distance between her and Taehyung as the carriage rode on the muddy road. Kookie even though so desperately wanted to get back to the life she once had, she didn't know if she really had a life there. She couldn't help but think of what the woman in the cell had told her.
As much as she wanted to believe that her relatives hadn't passed her to the slave establishment, in time it seemed to be the only logical reason she could come up with. The day and the time were too coincidental for it to fall in place before she was taken away. The question was if she was sold by them, where was she supposed to go? She had no friends, she did know some of them where she lived but she doubted if any would give her a roof where she could stay.
She had nowhere to go and the more she thought about it, the more depressed she got, sulking quietly by herself in the corner that the vampire sitting with her didn't notice.
Was it to better stay here? No, she said to herself she didn't belong in this world and it was as if fate had forcibly twisted around to push her here. To live as a slave wasn't definitely what she was looking forward to but there was something that bothered her since they had left the mansion.
