Chapter 17 (2/2)

I reached out to him withfor them to reach their detestation

My hand caressed his cheek Caitel didn’t reject nor did he accept it All he did atch as he left me alone He was so me to see what I would do next

It felt very soft

I could feel his short breaths and the sensation of his skin at the end of ertips Only at ti

Normally, he felt ht be because he was ular hu about hiht? He must not have always have been like this…

Sometimes, I wondered about his past, his life, and what he was thinking in his head That was it though I didn’t thinkht or place in his life

“Stupish”

What broke the silence was, as usual, my voice Caitel looked into my eyes and furrowed his eyebrows

“What is she saying?”

I aht, you

“Dada”

I didn’t want to call hied him as my father since he saved my life, but at the moment, I felt it was despicable for him to decide on his own to sleep with me, so I refuse to call him that He didn’t deserve to be called daddy yet

As I waved both ht smile A s face

“Her vocabulary has gotten better”

Aattention, and now, she was preparing for the night The small table by the bed carried ice and red wine It was the ht them

“Does a baby have to sleep in the crib?”

Even through Caitel didn’t bother to turn his head, theto her

The athered her hands and bowed her head

“As long as she doesn’t fall from the bed, it is fine if she sleeps on the bed, your ht?”

“It is just that you have to be careful not to press the baby’s body doith your own body”

He wordlessly looked at h to rip and spread over his face No, it was similar to a smile but was really more of a look of ridicule

“I want to play with her and put her to sleep”

He just wanted to use me to play around and then fall asleep

I felt very anxious for some reason Perhaps, could it be?! Would I die from suffocation? Not only would I suffocated, but would it be because ofrolled on and crushed to death of all things!

Instead of getting rolled to death it was better to just get assassinated!’

“Have a good dream”

I looked at Caitel as he laid me by his side and pursed my lips

Hey, dad Treat me preciously I am still a baby

Cold lips touched ood dreaht?