"Zack, can't you help out?" I raised my middle finger up while giving him a smirk. Help who? Help what? The only reason I'm here is because of that stupid priest. He brainwashed my mom to force me to help out here. I was ready to enjoy my life with a friend at another country, but this priest need to get in my way and start talking about this conversion shit. I hated him ever since. My eyes wandered all over his fake holy persona—smiling, nodding like he didn't do anything wrong. My eyes is glaring at him until he noticed my gaze. He stare at me with his dead eyes before giving me one of his fake smiles. I hate it. I hate everything about him. He makes me want to vomit out my intestines. I tried to look away but I noticed him slowly approaching me. "I hope you're doing well after what happened with Damian," he started. I snickered—giving him an annoyed but mocking smirk. "I'm surprised you care," I replied without looking at him. He started laughing softly like I just made
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