LUCIENHer being so close to me felt a bit strange; her scent filled my nose as I tried to find out what it was. "Vanilla", I blurt, unable to help myself."What?" She looked up at me, her face scarred with bruises. I wonder if she intentionally left them exposed for me to see, or maybe she was comfortable with them on her."You smell like vanilla," I say, and then I begin to wonder why I had just blurted that out once again."Oh, it's the bath wash," she said, raising her hand to her nose and sniffing it gently. "I guess you know nothing about it, and those women were probably the ones who chose it," she added, and I nod because she was right. I had told them to make sure that the room was fit for her use. I was going to use her for my revenge but it did not mean I was going to treat her like her father did."Your face is bruised," I say, and she instinctively gently raises her hand to her face as if she were trying to cover it up. "Did something happen to you?" I ask. I wonder why I
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