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I challenged. Mrs. Moore pursed her lips and slipped her black-leather gloves back on her hands. “Why would I do such a thing? As a mother, I think it’s only natural that I want to help a poor man reunite with his stepdaughter after years of separation. If I were in his shoes, I wouldn’t want to be barred from seeing my children. You should thank me! I’m even paying for his ticket and stay. You’ll have your father to take care of you, and once you feel better, he’ll bring you back home… where you belong.”

I admitted nonchalantly, “ I've known for a few days now. I've already prepared for an ambush attack. I just need you to find somewhere safe." He bowed in respect at my request. Chul-Moo has been the closest thing I got to a friend. I would hate for him to be caught in this crossfire. He is more than capable of protecting himself but it still doesn’t quell my worry. They all hate him because he’s different but not me. "I will, Miliani." he whispers back.

Annizah sat in the cozy armchair by the window, a warm afternoon light spilling into the room. She had a book in her lap, her fingers idly tracing the words on the page as she read. The house was unusually quiet, a rare moment of peace amidst the recent chaos. As she turned a page, she felt a sudden, distinct movement in her belly. Her eyes widened with surprise and delight as the baby kicked for the first time. She placed her hand over her stomach, feeling the tiny, insistent thump again.

As the last of our friends leave for the evening, I shut the front door with Moby close behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist, whispering in my ear, "It could've gone worse." "We need a bigger house, Moby." Sometimes I wonder if I have Tourette's or maybe ADD-the things that come out of my mouth are often random as hell and exactly what I'm thinking. Moby moved in with me because he was renting and I live downtown. Having all the gang here, the townhouse is simply too small. I want to add to our group, not have to pick and choose who we have over because we don't have enough room for everyone.

I was fortunate enough to study information regarding monsters last night, when I felt like I didn’t possess enough knowledge about this world. And this, this... THING in front of me is the reason why I nitpick about the unfairness of giving informations about this world. I unconsciously heaved a long sigh. There’s nothing I can do about it now, can I? Saying from a side character’s point of view, or A.K.A, the mob character of this world that deserves living for the first several chapters, I didn’t have that priority over other main characters. “So...” I eyed the lifeless polar bear slash rabbit monster in front of me. This strange thing that the author came up with actually has its own nam