JESSIE
I worriedly watch Pride cast yet another protection spell on our place. It’s been a while since we got home from Greed’s birthday celebration and Pride has been at it for hours. I’ve lost count of how many times he’s cast the same spell over and over again.
He’s paces around our front door his face in a hard expression. From time to time, Pride would look in my direction before turning away again.
It hurt to watch him. I can’t even imagine how he’s feeling to lose a close brother and to suspect another. On top of all of that, he has to make sure we were both safe.
Not knowing what else I can do for him, I walk to our kitchen and start preparing his favorite food. Porridge. I still don’t understand why that’s his favorite but it is and I’m happy to make it for him. Whenever I’m
