Chapter 5

Perhaps Clifford was lost in his own joy. He did not notice anything unusual about my expression.

He looked at me intently, as if trying to find an answer on my face, and spoke in a low, gentle tone. "From your Sunlight, I can tell you are a gentle and delicate girl. You are kind, but have your sense of right and wrong. You are just and always stand up against injustice in reality."

He spoke gently, describing the version of me he imagined.

I felt somewhat disgusted.

In fact, Clifford's opinion of me had always been disgusting bootlicker, ready…