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Chapter 5

Author: Pudding Cat
Rhea sighed and bent down to wipe Tristram's face. "If you don't want it, then don't drink it."

When she looked up, Glen was already crouching beside Tristram, gently coaxing him.

"Hey, it's okay. I'll feed you."

No one looked in my direction, as if I didn't exist. I felt like a stranger standing outside their perfect little family of three.

The maid handed Glen the cup of milk, and he began feeding Tristram, one spoon at a time.

Each time, Tristram opened his mouth wide, cheerful and eager.

He looked completely different from the kid who scowled and turned away whenever I came near.

"Milk tastes sweeter when you feed me, Glen. It smells good, too, just like you."

Tristram giggled and leaned forward to plant a kiss on Glen's cheek.

I turned to go upstairs, but Glen suddenly grabbed my wrist, hard.

With that fake-apologetic tone of his, he said, "Sorry. It was just a harmless joke, you know?"

The spot he held was right where Tristram had bitten me a few days ago.

The wound
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