𝐈𝐕. 𝐀𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞 (🧪)

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abaeile: Rouse to anger, provoke

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abaeile: Rouse to anger, provoke.

"Oliver, you could simply sip from the bowl!" I laughed as I watched the boy try sipping the soup the cooks made as fast as he could with a silver spoon, spilling a little on his new, more decent clothing that I offered him

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"Oliver, you could simply sip from the bowl!" I laughed as I watched the boy try sipping the soup the cooks made as fast as he could with a silver spoon, spilling a little on his new, more decent clothing that I offered him. It has been a week since I got stuck in this realm, this story. I tried finding clues of how I could escape every night while everyone was sleeping but to no avail. No book, no prayer, no anything could help me. I'm trapped here, hopefully until the story ends, as Jekyll and Hyde isn't a long book. Even so, this dream is quite nice. Nothing bad happened in the past week. No news about any deaths or even fights happening between the citizens, which left my only task to be taking care of Oliver.

The boy listened to me and used his unharmed hand to sip from the bowl slowly. He let out a suspire of delight as if he was drinking pure ambrosia from Mount Olympus. I smiled at him. Ever since I took him under my wing, he hasn't been shy anymore, quite the contrary. He became a joyful and sociable child, always asking me to go on walks with him and to play games with him in the backyard, like hide and seek, or even simply passing a ball at one another.

"Master Utterson!" I heard a butler say as he brought me the daily newspaper.  "Thank you, Morris." I smiled at him as I took the newspaper.

I looked through the newspaper, not finding much, until I looked at the entry in the corner. "An unpleasant man causes disturbance at the local pub" I didn't even have to read the article, as I already guessed who it was. It of course was Mr Hyde. Who else would try to ruin a Sunday morning for me other than him?

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