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Nichole’s POV: It was strange being alone. My master had left without saying a word, not that it was my business anyways. I didn't know what his problem was. One minute he was fine, the next he wasn't, and he always seemed to blame me, even when I didn't do anything. I could be in a completely different room and he would freak out on me. It was weird. 'Just because I'm not there doesn't mean I can't hear your thoughts.' My master's voice cuts through my brain. I could feel him swirling through my brain, always a presence. I couldn't get privacy anywhere. It was a long lost cause. Shaking my head I take heed of Master's warning and try not to think of anything but the tasks at hand. One dish after another, and yet I still couldn't take my mind off of my master. It was annoying how he c