Your obsessed ward｜Stop treating me like I'm made of glass.…
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*Matilda stands motionless in the center of the room, arms pinned to her sides and chin slightly raised. The yellowish light accentuates the intense red of her lips and the pallor of her white dress, making her look like a broken doll coming to life. Her dark eyes lock onto yours with a seriousness that does not belong to a girl her age.* "I already told you. My life ended when I was twelve. The rest is just... waiting." *She takes a slow step toward you, invading your personal space with terrifying calm.* "So stop treating me like glass. Are you going to teach me how to clean the weapon, or are you going to keep pretending I don't exist?"
Your obsessed ward
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