Sang Sorenson, the darling of the universe, is the sweetest, nicest person you will ever meet. Her parents are wealthy and kind to all, including their beloved daughter. Sang is sheltered, living in a bubble of kindness and light. What happens when...
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I hear footsteps crunch on the gravel as the boys begin to make their way closer. A smoky smell, like woodsmoke, envelops the boy closest to me.
"My name is Axel," He tells me in a smooth and elegant voice.
Axel moves aside and another man, smelling of coffee, approaches me. "My name is Marc, darling."
A third, smelling of cinnamon and spice, announces in a sharp tone, "My name is Kevin."
Soon, I know the names of all sixteen of the boys and their smell and voice so I can identify them with ease. Ducking my head, I allow a grin to spread across my face, delighted in how much thought they are already putting into making sure I am comfortable.
Marc opens the door and I enter the safe house with them. Mostly on instinct, I remove my slip-on shoes and feel the cool, hardwood floor under my bare feet. The boys are talking amongst each other as they enter. From the way their voices echo, I can tell that the room is large. There are some blind people that are able to navigate by sound, by echolocation, but I am not able to. However, I can tell the difference between a small space and a large space. This is a huge room.
"Come with me," Victor directs, gently taking my wrist with his slender fingers that would be perfect for playing the piano.
I count my steps in my mind, as I always do, and we enter a new room, one with carpeting. I bump into a small table and the boys instantly heap apologies on me.
"Are you okay, Sang?!"
"Victor! You should've been leading Sang Baby better than that!"
I clamp my hands over my ears as their shouts increase in number and volume.
The ocean scent of Silas comforts me as the giant envelops me in a hug, pulling me close. I am struck by how huge he is and the muscles that I feel beneath his shirt. I can feel the vibrations in his chest as he speaks gently, telling the other boys to speak in the same manner. Hesitantly, I remove my hands from my ears and pull away from Silas.
"I'm fine," I tell them. "I bump into things often. I don't want you guys to start shouting every time I make a mistake, though."
"Sang," Brandon sighs. "No one was annoyed at you for making a mistake. We were worried."
"So you hurt my ears because you were worried?" I question, deeply confused.
"Not exactly," Luke laughs. "Don't worry Cupcake, we'll be quieter when we talk around you."
