I hurried out of the room. I could not take it anymore. I was going to be the guinea pig he will generously offer to his brother as a sacrifice for his death. Now, I knew what my stepsister wanted to know.
I was forced to halt when I almost stepped on my cat who was sitting in the middle of the hallway. I looked down at her not in the mood to have any conversation with her.
I moved to the other side of the hallway to get to where I wanted to go which I was not aware of at that moment. She moved and blocked my part once again.
She was a human beneath the fur and cat cuteness so my conscience prevented me from crossing over her no matter how unhappy I was with whatever game she was trying to play.
"What do you want? I am not in the mood for playing games so move away," I ordered as I took the other part but as I expected for no reason known to me, she blocked my part again.
