Lymiex walked slowly to the edge of the water and sat down. She let out a long, relaxed breath. She sat there, and thought.
"I know people care now. They do. My father... He would never believe me if I told him. The strangest thing though, I miss him. Now why is that? He never loved me. He never cared about me. But he is my father, and...I love him." she then reached to her back and felt the scars from his whip.
"No matter how much he beat me as a child. You know, I look nothing like him. I must look like my mother. I have to. I, I wish I had a picture of her. The only time I even got close to getting anything of hers, he caught me. At least I got this necklace." She pulled the necklace out of her dress and looked at it.
"I should go get a picture. I mean, he has no right to keep me away from my own mother." She then got up and started walking back. She tripped on someone's chair, she got up and saw a girl with brown hair in a red dress. "Oww.... Oh, I'm so, so sorry! I've been tripping a lot lately... I'm Lymiex. I'm sorry about that." she said.
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