15 - Becca

I had just knocked down one of the vases from the coffee table in the living room, when I passed quickly from the kitchen to climb the stairs to the bedroom, when Fred's door opened in the office.

My master had his eyes slightly reddish, which made me think at the same time of a very big tiredness. He seemed entirely exhausted, as if the day had sucked each of his energies. I didn't want to be the one that would bring the most problems, but I had the constant habit of getting involved in them.

When he approached the room that had already triggered the motion sensor to turn on the light, I was kneeling and reaping the hollows of the expensive and old vase that was in the center of the room. My master stood next to the couch, watching me as if wondering why I was giving myself the job of collecting something unrepaired.

"I was..." I stuttered, with no answers. "It was by accident, master.”

"Don't worry, Babygirl," he said, calm down. Then he glanced towards the bands on my exposed belly