BellaThere in the arms of The Beast, I awaited a death that never came. As I let the shadowy darkness comfort me, I said goodbye to my mundane life of slaving away in a stuffy office, of the pain of loneliness, of the heartache of never being enough. Since that day, I have been his servant in a world full of supernatural beings. I have yet to see another human, so perhaps the legend of him devouring them is true. But if it were, why am I alive? Still weary from a sleep plagued with visions, I stumbled out of my room, my vision slightly blurry as I made my way to the kitchen. Every single day was the same. I woke up, made sure Edward, The Beast, had his meals, and scrubbed his private chambers from top to bottom. I went from being an assistant to a human to being a servant of some demonic god. He had claimed more offerings since me, making me question why I was still alive. The amount of human remains and odd little critters that I found clinging to the walls of his dining chamber s
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