I Couldn't tell you how long I have been here but judging by snowfall I would say at least 4 months. My father has moved me to a room that connect with his ever since I caught the flu a month ago. If I was going to die it would be by his hands and not of natural causes. I was sitting by the window when The door opened. I assumed it was either my father or one of the servants bringing me my meal.
" You look like shit." I turned my head and saw Lori standing in the doorway. I only lingered on her face for a moment before I returned looking back at the snowflakes.
Lori didn't wait for a response and she entered further into the room closing the door behind her.
"I need your Help." I let out a laugh still not making eye contact with her.
" And exactly why would I help you?"
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