---Eponine---
The whole day, my brother and I walked to the town and went to the barbershop with bodyguards around us. People will stare at us. Some will greet us and say that they are glad that I am back. But I am still in peril. Now that there are lots of people around me, it is easy for Damon to determine where I am. I feel more secured with Ludwig than being around here.
'Long hair doesn't suit you.' I told him.
'Your hair grows long too. You should cut it short.' He told me back. I giggle.
'But it doesn't look good on you.'
'Anyway, I had smelled a familiar scent on you. Did that bastard mark you and raped you?' he asked me and his eyes suddenly burned. I look down at my hands.
'It's not him that you smell on me.' I murmur.
'What?' He sounds growling that makes the barber step back.
'Kiel, let's not talk about it here.' I said. He nods and breathes to calm himself.
