Just as I promised here is an update
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Reader's pov:
I was consumed within white walls. "ciliegia..." a familiar voice echoed, my feet traveled toward it without a second thought. They followed a crimson path then halted to a stop before a figure's back who's hand was clutching onto a body. "Padre" my voice uttered small recognising him. The person fell form his grasp landing faced first before me. I couldn't bear the sight mum... my mum's corpse nearly unrecognisable laid before me. My knees buckled as I caved in on myself, not believing my eyes as water smeared down my cheeks.
I looked up expecting padre's back to still be facing me, but all I was able to see for miles except for never ending white was a stained knife.
3rd person pov:
She bolted upright from the dreadful night terror, tears streaming down her face. she pulled at her sleeves whipping at her face. hiccuping sightly she scanned her suroundings, to find herself confined to her long forgotten room. Toys scattered about, a rocking horse taking proud of place at the center of it all.
"So your awake" a voice bluntly stated "Luciano is waiting for you" the man know a karou informed from the doorway with a solemn expression.
Reader's pov:
White fabric covered my vision I pulled it away from my vision giving karou a slight glare."Get changed" he ordered causing me to scowl at his rudeness. "What happened to you Mr grumpy? you use to be fun..." I pouted. He sighed in defeat giving me a small smirk " only following orders". " When did you start following orders?" I raised brow at my old friend.
" Well since you've been gone let's just say there has been more then a few changes" he throwned I motioned for him to carry on. He ignored me walking out the door "get changed before he becomes impatient" he closed the door. I pulled my knees up to my chest looking down at the frilly white dress. I searched around the room and luckily found a vest and jeans my size to wear instead. I wish Padre would just give up and I hope mum is okay.
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