I don't know what exactly happened.
Whether what I saw was planned or not.
There was no sign.
No proof.
Or hint of what lead to this.
But all I knew was that Master no longer had the strength to move.
It seemed as if he was sleeping peacefully in his chair.
Unfortunately.
The red stain beared a strong metal-like smell.
Practically blooming on Master's chest without a care in the world.
"Why?"
Was all I could say to Master William.
The man I was close to calling father, left me behind.
Like my mother.
'Why did this happen?' I quietly thought as I felt something wet roll down my cheeks.
'Making promises when you can't even keep them in the end.'
Upon wiping my face, I realized that it was tears.
'Doesn't that make you a liar?'
Tears of a person who ended up being betrayed by someone they cared for as family.
Even though Sylva continuously repeats to me on a possibility that a servant may have been the culprit.
There's no obvious proof.
Except for what I saw.
And that wasn't enough to find the culprit.
All I did was run in the end.
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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...
