Millie sat against the cupboard and sighed, "Seri... Please cheer up. I'm sure Dante will calm down soon. He's just a little upset that such an important thing was kept secret from him. I'm sure he doesn't actually blame you. Just wait, I'm sure he will forgive you any day now."
My voice croaked out from the cupboard, "N-No he won't... He's never going to s-speak to me again..."
Hearing me sob silently inside the cupboard, Millie sighed. "Seri... What can I do to cheer you up? Should I kill Dante for you?"
"N-No..."
"Then what can I do? You've been hiding in that cupboard for several weeks now. I don't think that's very healthy." Millie muttered to herself, "How have you even been using the bathroom?"
"It seems like no matter what I do, I never change." My voice was strained, "I did this exact thing when I was a child..."
Millie tilted her head in confusion at the cupboard, "You did?"
