I like you. You don't talk a lot.

This was difficult. I didn't like this new feeling, again. The feeling of heavily. I took one more step away from my Lilliana. One step away from worth to be hers.

  I watched Vince's face, he was so serious. He didn't know where we were going and what he must do for me. But he definitely suspected that this job won't be clean.

I'm curious how strong he hates me? Now he is addicted because of my poison. I noticed how he pressed a wheel in trying not to show me how bad were shaking his hands. I can feel how his soul is calling me. He wants my poisons but he is strong and still doesn't beg me to bite him.  I'm curious how strong he can keep... But he will never be as before and he knows that even if he can't understand the power which is keeping to listen to me, to serve me. His all life changed, he hasn't his life anymore. It belongs to me.  He can't talk, he hasn't a tongue. And of course, it is also my fault. 

I never thought that I will