Black, I came out of my room and locked the door. Then I leaned against the door frame and stood there for some time, my hand on my chesg. Oh God! Why is it so difficult to handle this girl? First she tries to stupidly run away from here. And now she was talking to me as if we are best buddies. I brought her here with the aim to mentally torture her. But why is she not affected at all? I started walking down the stairs, still busy with my thoughts, when a shrill voice interrupted me. "Black" she said. God! I hate to hear her voice. "Why are you still here?" I scoffed without sparing her a glance "I talked to Uncle, he asked me to stay for a few days since I am already here. So…." She replied with a smile, her infamous 'fake' smile "No need, you can leave." I
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