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"Because... I know the reason why you drank. And I know that if you keep acting on impulse from the drink, you might do things you'll regret the next day." I open my eyes, even though it's hard to keep them open, and briefly look into Benjamin's eyes. They were truly enchanting. He was actually a charming guy. Any girl would easily fall for him. I touch his hand, resting on the bed, and give him a small sleepy smile. "Thank you." I whisper. Unable to keep my eyes open any longer, I end up passing out. ***

Benjamin asked. Griffith fell silent. Benjamin straightened up and continued, "I came here today with no other intention but to inform you that I like Charlotte. If you're getting a divorce, please notify me in advance, considering I’m your nephew." With that, Benjamin slightly turned his face and caught a glimpse of Griffith. "She's in Portchester City right now. Conveniently, I'll be returning there this afternoon," Benjamin said. In contrast to Simon's direct provocation, this calm conversation was even more infuriating. A dark shadow cast over Griffith's face as he stood with his back to the sunlight. His eyes radiated a chilling coldness that sent shivers down the spine.

"Looking for Benjamin's whereabouts is just an excuse so I can meet Chiel again. I want to confirm again the dream I had just before I woke up. I'm sure Ben is fine and probably back at his apartment." "Impossible!" Rain denied. "I'm sure Benjamin's still left in your warehouse. He was probably too scared to get out of there. I just want to ensure that you guys have cast the spell." "He's stubborn!" said Jace later. "I told him that Benjamin is fine and has returned to his human form. Who knows where the young man is now? What's clear is that Benjamin refused to come with us when you passed out. He's probably traumatized." "Is that true?" Rain asked for reassurance from Chiel.

At the very least, Benjamin must have dealt with people from the underground world before. As far as I knew, though my information was limited, Benjamin had lived comfortably in Asia with his parents. A wealthy life, far removed from the dark world. Something felt off. There was something not right about Benjamin’s attitude. “I’m not looking for trouble,” Benjamin said. “I came because I thought, why wait until tomorrow when I can see Miss Anna today?” “By coming here, you are looking for trouble, dude,” Nathaniel snapped. “Alright then. I’ll leave now.” Benjamin looked at me and smiled. “I came here to show my sincerity, Miss Anna. Anytime you need me, you can reach out, and I’ll be waiting

“Alright! Thank you!” Barry glanced at the man. The man nodded slightly, then turned and left the private room. Benjamin held the heavy file in his hands, his heart weighed down. To open it meant creating a rift between himself and his father. If he didn’t open it, he would never be reconciled in this lifetime. After standing for a long time, Benjamin finally sat slowly on a nearby stool. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out all the documents inside. The first photograph he saw made him freeze.

Dean's voice trembled with a mix of fear and disbelief. Benjamin let out a cold chuckle, his face drawing close to the side of Dean's neck. He took a deep breath as if savoring some sweet, intoxicating scent. "Of course I recognize you," he murmured, "Your scent, it's something I'll never forget in my life." A wave of nausea churned in Dean's stomach; the revulsion so strong he felt as though he might vomit. "Let go of me!" Dean nearly screamed, his struggles intensifying, but it only made Benjamin's smile grow bigger.

As I was walking back to my bunk I stopped at the foot of Ben’s new bed and I could smell his aftershave, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I couldn’t figure out what it actually smelt like. It was really strange. When I heard everyone else coming towards the bunk house I sat on my bed and grabbed a book out and started reading it. “What’s that?” Ben asked, sitting on his bed. “It’s just an old book. I don’t even know where I got it from. I’ve just always had it.” I explained. So he leaned over and looked at the title. “Interview with a Vampire. That’s an interesting story for a Hunter to read.” He said.

Benjamin's eyes widened as he heard Charlotte's kind words. Benjamin's eyes went wide and he even forgot to breathe. What Benjamin believed to be a thought, actually came out louder than he had expected. Benjamin pulled away from Charlotte, and sat up on the bed. With a confused look on his face, Benjamin was staring at Charlotte's face. "What are you talking about?" Benjamin couldn't say if he asked that question himself or if there was a hidden soft person inside of him that was breaking free because of Charlotte.

She clearly wants to get off the subject herself. “So. What do you guys do for a living?” Ben glares at me, then takes a slug of whiskey. “I make paper,” he begins. As he’s explaining about his paper company, I sip my tepid coffee, trembling a little. I can’t believe my stupid white lie came out. But neither can I believe how seriously Ben is taking it. For God’s sake. Who cares who nursed whom? I’m so distracted, I tune right out of the conversation, then wake up when I hear the words “move abroad” from Ben. Is he talking about France?

Sir Benjamin has some ideas of what was it for and who wrote it. Sir Benjamin opened the letter and as he expected, the letter came from Kelly. He spends a minute reading the letter. Afterward, he smiled. "That child had found a way. How remarkable." A small fire burned the letter, erasing its existence. "However, she would still have to accept defeat. A tainted soul would never reach Nirvana." Sir Benjamin looked at the clear sky. As Kelly had said, he was not a petty person that would earn a profit from a pitiful soul and rob them of a chance to be saved. If that was the case, Sir Benjamin should have exterminated Sister Nancy and Kelly long ago.