~His Butler, Unreliable~
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Ciel's POV~ I never thought that this would happen to me, true I had heard rumours about young girls my age who had been thrown out of their homes and stoned publicly in the streets because of what they had done. That was why when I found out that I too could be subjected to such things if others were to know, I hid the truth from them all, everyone who knew me that is. To tell them something so crass would surely cause them all to hate me. In the end though, I ended up telling one person and one person, only. That was why a couple of days later, I told my family and our butler that my aunt Red was expecting me to visit her for a few months and stay with her at her chateau in Paris.
None of them thought anything of it. Not even Sebastian.
But, maybe it was better that way.
Besides, I couldn't bear the truth if he were to ever know...
So, I packed my belongings and said farewell to my friends and family and took a ship all the way to France.
To hide from everyone and everything...
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