The restriction upon me was lifted, although I was still under house arrest, I could now leave my room since he was assured I had nowhere to go. No one came in, and no one went out, worse of all, my phone was ruined and I can't even remember Demian's number off heart, my only comfort was my drawing tools, and I didn't mind that so long as it could create a world where I could do whatever it was that I wanted.
The air around seemed friendly and calm, the maids have been changed for some reason, so I am completely unfamiliar with all the faces in the house, most times I mix up the names of the workers.
Since it was time for breakfast, I had to do the honors of eating next to a maid. Come to think of it, we've never had a discussion before.
"I've never seen the morning papers," I tell the maid assisting me.
"Umm, I have no idea where they are." She said nervously.
