CHAPTER 30: Bond
If the citizens would be the judge, then they would behead me for believing in something forbidden… for believing in fantasy… for believing in a vampire.
If my sister would be the judge, then she would charge me as guilty for planning to steal what is supposed to be hers.
If my lover would be the judge, then he would call me a cheater for not staying committed in our relationship… for slipping off his love… for liking someone who is not him.
If my father would be the judge, then he would possibly disown me for disobeying him and for following my desires.
The Vice Mayor snapped his fingers in front of me. I looked at him, wondering. “Yes?”
“You’re staring at me for too long. Is there a dirt on my face?”
My mouth gap open. “Ha?”
He chuckled and stood already. “Loo
