He took a bath after I was done wearing the clothes he got for me. Surprisingly, they fit me. It was just like the one I have at home. Long sleeves sleepwear that I really loved. He remembered what I wore when he chased me from home before.
At that time, he was an enemy. It's ironic that now, suddenly everything changed.
"Hey. Don't you like the food?"
I lifted my face to look at him. I was staring at my food and was barely touching it.
"N-no. I was just thinking of something. Sorry."
He is just like dad. He has a newspaper in hand while he eats.
"By the way, thank you... for this." I said shyly.
He titled his head to look at me. "Don't thank me yet. Look at this."
He handed me the newspaper he was reading.
"That's the newspaper for tomorrow. My uncle had probably arranged that al
