53 They Are Long Dead, Sweetie

William's POV

"Do you want to know the story of how I escaped from them?", she asked all of a sudden with all seriousness in her eyes and I looked at her in surprise.

If I could not still smell the alcohol in her mouth, I would have doubted that she had even drunk at all with the way she is looking at me.

Even though I do not understand the 'them' that she meant, I replied anyways "Yeah, tell me"

She suddenly slapped me across the face and when I turned to look at her, she had a cute smile on her face.

"You can just say you can't tell me!", I screamed and her face fell, like a child who had just been scolded.

"I would, I said I would", Amelia whined and she looks like she want to cry right now.

"Okay, okay, I am sorry. I was wrong", I pleaded and she suddenly laughed again.

"Look at you", she said in her not-so-normal voice as she poked me on the cheek.

"Stop it", I said calmly but she just continued anyways. I doubt if she even heard me.

She has such happy eyes as she smi