"A foolish one at that." Sylva turned away, showing her back to me. "Listen little girl, whatever dreams or goals you have on London will be a waste of time."
She muttered in a low tone that was enough to make me feel upset.
"London isn't the place where you can succeed."
'But I made a promise! I'm not abandoning it!'
As Sylva made her way toward the gray horse, my hands tightened.
"What if I don't care?" I spoke up to the woman. "You may call me foolish just for trying to fulfill whatever dream I may have, but..."
I sent Sylva a look. A determined one at that.
"I want to make it happen." I want to make Monsieur Houdin proud.
I want to see it again.
The view of seeing many smiles similar to the day I first saw Monsieur Houdin and the day I performed at his side.
I can't forget it.
"I don't plan on bothering you and your family in the first place." I explained.
There was a need growing within me.
For some reason, I wanted Sylva to understand.
That I can't break this promise.
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Clock Work (Book 2)
FanfictionIt was not a mere accident. I was supposed to head home like all of the other good children, but I saw bad men picking on a dog while leaving with my earnings. I tried to save the dog, but I ended up getting hurt in the process. When I woke up, I fo...
