Silver’s POV
More gifts? at this rate the taxi driver was doing too much, he has been sending gifts to me but has not for once come to see me, what is he playing at? What does he really want from me?
I appreciate the gesture but I can't live like this all stocked up in a hotel, I don't have to hide here, no one knows me.
I could live a normal life just like every human, so far they've been nice, and all the workers in the hotel have been so nice to me.
I've been planning and strategizing. I haven't been able to settle in yet, with the phone that was sent as a gift, I hoped one day the driver would put a call across to me but no, it's just been me staring at my phone before I decided to be useful.
I'm checking out names that could be suitable for me, something powerful but wouldn't dra
