Ronin rolls his eyes


    with disgust.


    He suddenly grabs me


    by my hair, pulling


    me somewhere.


    The pain hurts so


    much.


    Cerise follows us and


    laughs.


    She''s enjoying my suffering.


    It really does seem like


    we were never cousins.


    As I''m taken to


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    a room, my eyes


    widened in horror.


    As Ronin releases


    my hair, I take in


    my surroundings.


    This room belongs


    to him.


    The familiar bare and dark


    walls….


    along with his book shelf


    of many books.


    A terrible stench


    reaches my nose


    and I try not to


    vomit again.


    Ronin and Cerise


    disappear as I''m


    left alone in this


    terrible room.


    I get a terrible headache


    and hold back my tears.


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