Days have passed since Ruina became a slave in our house. It's also been days since I last looked at mom. I still can't bear to look at her after what I did. The guilt still creeps into my chest.
On the other hand, Carla seems on board with having a slave in the house. Rather, she's very thrilled to have one to help her with stuff in her room.
Although meek, Ruina was a fast learner after getting taught by mom how to do chores and laundry. It's hard to believe this was the same Ruina that I talked to that night.
Obviously, Ofelia never lets Ruina near her. She told me that she uses her telepathic powers to tell her what to do because it seems to work on the meek version of Ruina.
I didn't say anything to Ofelia about what happened that night. Especially the part about me becoming more of a demon and my Lust Coax getting stronger.
Her nose may detect it at some point, but for now, I'll keep it a secret.
