CHAPTER 81

I sighed. I wasn’t good at affection…

What was I supposed to say at this time?

Talon took me in for another hug and again, held me tightly. Not just Samuel had ever seen him so emotional, but if someone else were here, that had known him his whole life, would have thought the same thing. Being depressed was one thing, but crying like a woman…Well…

I put my hands around him as well and waited for him to calm down. I hadn’t thought much of what he might have been through, since I had been gone…But now…I was curious.

Did he really miss me this much? Did he just want to apologise? Perhaps…That was why he’s in my room…

Suddenly I felt strange…It was really nice when people…

I looked away and stopped myself, today, I had felt like crying twice. Not ordinary.

Crying doesn’t help any situation!

Having these thoughts were scary to me, people caring about me was sort of new. “Don’t cry anymore, Father.”

Ahh! What have I done!

Talon had gotten worse! He let out some sobs and mumbled words that I couldn’t hear, making me panic!

I tried to pull back from his embrace, but Talon kept me there…

She called me father! How can I be your father when I let you down so much! I’m so sorry!

I forcefully pull him away from me and put him at arm’s length, “I said stop it!”

Talon took some deep breaths and looked away, while wiping at his face.

“Sahara? Is that blood?” Samuel said, pointing at my clothes.

Talon stopped immediately and looked at Sahara, she was…Covered in blood!

Maybe he had noticed before, but now it was totally apparent that she might be hurt!

“Sahara?” Talon noticed that some wet blood had gone onto his own clothes, “Are you bleeding?”

His voice was weak, he’d only just gotten to see her again…Was she going to…

“Nah. This is…Everyone else’s blood…” My words…Simply did not help them at all!

“Are you sure you are ok!? Quickly, go and change, and check yourself now!”

Talon pushed me to a screen at the other side of the room and continued, “I’ll get someone to get you some clean clothes, Samuel come!”

I laughed for a short moment, he was an idiot. He’d already realized that I had grown, yet he’ll get me clothes…

I guessed that he was right though. I was…Covered in blood…

My objective was practically finished now, it seemed like a good idea to do as Father told her and get changed.

Talon didn’t leave the immediate area, but he couldn’t find somebody either, reminding him of what had happened within the Rolland Estate.

“Samuel…Do you know where some clothes are?”

Taking off my blood covered clothes, I focused on cleansing my outer skin, before I got some other clothes from my ‘storage’, and put them on.

I couldn’t help it though, I took at the mirror and looked at myself again…

So…Pretty!

In my previous life, I was just normal, I didn’t look bad or good…

I was having troubles accepting my beautiful fate, or do I mean face.

Didn’t pretty people act differently? Wait! Is this how people knew who I was? Because of my…Beautiful face?

Slumping my shoulders…I was a little angry. How was I supposed to have fun being a ‘young master’ with this face!?

For a short period, I wondered about trying to change my face, to look different…But, I didn’t…

Dammit…I like it too much…

I sighed.

It was strange, to feel something that I particularly liked. I knew that faces didn’t tell people who you were as a person, and that this kind of face will probably cause trouble…

In my last life, I only grew my hair because someone said it looks good long. Yet, I had no care for it really. Long or short, it didn’t matter to me. But, someone cared more than I did, so I looked after it and grew it long.

Looking at my face, once again, I hated to admit my liking towards it. I wanted to say to myself that, ‘It’s just a face!’…But my answer back, was ‘Yeah, a real pretty face!’

Sighing again, I put the mirror down. Frowning, once again, I suddenly thought of Matthew…

What did he think of my face?

He hadn’t said one word about it, but he had stared at me…

Did he like it?

I shook my head and hit it with the palm of my hand.

Uh? Why do I care!?