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Coaxing Demon
Holding her head, Belle felt confused. When Leon had asked her the question, the answer spilled from her lips without her own realization but she soon realized the oddness. Although it appears as if somewhere in the back of her mind she knew something very eventful happened in her childhood, she couldn’t remember well what it was.
Going back to her childhood memories slowly felt as though she had drowned in a sea. Walls of water covering her head, making her unable to see back in her pasts.
“Something is strange,” Belle whispered. Leon saw her eyes moving back and forward. She wasn’t lying. He could tell that as she looked confused, like a child pushed to the abyss by someone she trusted the most.
“Slow down,” he said to her, his eyebrows furrowed when he saw Belle starting to wince. “What happened?”
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