Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32558333-20181116002953/@comment-36855838-20181116051533

Best to bite the bullet, but still.

I stroke the tattoo on my palm.

"Yes, Leah, there were 'maids' there, and some certainly served me, but none could compare to you."

The storm behind her eyes has grown only more turbulent, lighter though it may be.

"While I wanted not during my stay, they were interested only in my pocketbook, unlike you, Leah, the woman who serves me out of the love in her heart."

I stand, reaching for her, she withdraws slightly.

"M-master? You say I love you?"

"Yes, Leah, Love. I'm sure you know that I love you as well?"

I embrace her, she slinks her arms around my torso, taking firm hold of me as if I'll vanish in an instant.

"Yes, It's true, master Damian! I love you so much it hurts!"

"Worry not, Leah, your Limerence will pass, and then we'll learn to love each-other properly."

I stroke her head, settling onto the couch.

She lays with her head in my lap, and soon drifts off.

Such a (Yawn) darling girl.

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