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Leia raised her eyes to glance at him, and a deep sigh left her lips. "Just... cover it with nice tattoos, so it won't be noticeable." She lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers.

The tattooist nodded, with a slightly pessimistic expression on his face. He walked over to stand behind her, and deep confusion couldn't help but reflect in his eyes. Who could have done such a horrid thing to a young girl like this? He had never witnessed such a thing before. Well, he has, but it wasn't as inhumane as this was. He shook his head, and his eyes fluttered in pity. The scars were just so deep and horrid.

He glanced at Leia, who had her head lowered, through the mirror and switched on the tattoo machine. "Don't worry... those scars will be beautiful when I am done." He patted her on the shoulder with a smile on his face and bent down to begin the drawing.

Leia shut her eyes the instant the tattoo machine drew on her body and her fist clenched tightly. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain inflicted by the tattoo machine, trailing ink on her scars. She let a deep breath out of her mouth and swallowed hard in endurance. It was better to tattoo the scars than leave them bare and horrid. It wasn't good in her eyes at all. At least she could still make it look unique and beautiful. Her lips curled into a smile, and a soft sigh left her lips.

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Amy paced back and forth in front of the attic door and nervously bit her fingernails. She glanced at the watch on her wrist, and her face couldn't help but grimace. What was still keeping Leia? It was almost seven and there was no sign of her yet. She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared. She let out a deep breath and opened her closed eyes, only to find herself flinching backward. 

In front of her stood her sister, Jenny, with crossed arms and a puckered face. "Je-Jenny," Amy swallowed hard and nervously stared at her.

"What are you doing here?" Jenny asked with a raised brow and a crinkled face. She was suspecting Amy, as she could sense that something was fishy.

Amy blinked her eyes and a frown gradually emerged on her face. "Must you have an idea of every action I take?" Her hand balled into a fist and her scowl deepened. "You're my older sister, but that doesn't mean you can poke your nose into my business all the time!" Her brow creased, and she stared intently at Jenny.

Jenny's jaw dropped, and her dilated eyes fluttered in shock. Was this Amy talking to her? She had never spoken to her in such a manner and tone before, and it caught her off-guard to witness it now. She shook her head, and a smirk formed on her lips.

"Is that so?" Her face turned a few shades darker, and she nodded her head in annoyance. She glanced at the door of the attic, and her brow suspiciously creased. She walked to the door and proceeded to open it. However, Amy's hand grabbed her and yanked her away from the door.

The frown on her face deepened and she stared at Amy, who was now standing in front of the door with her hands spread out, totally blocking her from opening the door. "Get out of my way!" She glared at Amy, and her eyes narrowed into a thin line.

"I am sorry, but you can't go in there." Amy stared deep into her eyes with no expression on her face. She has to stop anyone from entering the attic, no matter what.

Jenny's brow lifted, and her hand balled into a tight fist. She took a deep breath and her vicious eyes glared at Amy. "Don't try me, Amy." Her face puckered and she dangerously stared at Amy. Now she is sure that something is off.

Amy shook her head and refused to move away from the attic door. Jenny's face turned red in anger and she grabbed Amy by the arm to shove her out of the way. However, familiar footsteps sounded, making the both of them halt and look over to the hallway.

With his hands shoved into his pocket, Mr. Adolpho majestically walked towards them with no utterance on his face. His brow creased and he halted when he saw the both of them standing in a weird position.

"What is going on here?" He questions them with a raised brow.

Amy and Jenny fluttered their eyes and glanced at each other. Amy slightly shook her head, signaling Jenny not to say anything. 

Jenny wrinkled her brow and turned to look at their father with an awkward smile on her face. "Uhm... Dad, nothing is going on."

Mr. Adolpho narrowed his eyes and gazed intently at them. His eyes trailed to the attic door, and a slight frown emerged on his face. He walked to the door and proceeded to open it, but Amy slipped herself in between him and the door, blocking him from opening it. An awkward smile formed on her face, and she grabbed him by the hand. "Uhm... dad... there is something I would like to talk to you about."

Mr. Adolpho gazed at her and a deep growl emerged on his face. He took a deep breath, and his brow furrowed in displeasure. "Can we talk later? I need to speak with your sister." He proceeded to open the door, but Amy blocked him yet again, and a pleading expression made its way to her face. "Dad, please, it's important."

"I said later!" Mr. Adolpho pushed her out of the way with a darkened face and turned the doorknob. He shoved the door open and walked inside. His darkened face became darker, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Amy's heart rose to her throat and her eyes fluttered nervously. She slowly walked close to her father and glanced at the position where Leia normally sat.. Her eyes dilated and it flickered in confusion.