"𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧"
TW: MENTION OF DEATH , SEXUAL ASSAULT , AND ABUSE⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯
"Pardon?"
Charlie tilted her head with an awkward smile while looking at the oh-so-serious woman in front of her. Perhaps she didn't clean her ears recently?
"My son." She states once again. Her eyes innocent, her lips in a straight line as she looked at her niece quizzically looking back at her.
"Gosh, I must be going crazy! It almost sounded like you said 'my son!' You couldn't have gotten a son, you were like—16 when you got here in Hell!" She went on a rant while waving her hands in the air, avoiding eye contact as she tried to piece the puzzles together. [Y/n] gave her a soft, sad look.
"Yes, I said my son, Charzy." She placed her hands on her shoulders, "I had a son, and I loved him dearly. He's probably up in Heaven, been waiting for me for over a century."
Charlie froze while looking at her. Then her eye twitched.
"WHAT!?" The doll quickly covered the pale demon's mouth before she could yell out to the whole hotel.
"Charzy, I'm going to trust you." She quietly said, "You are the person I trust most in this building, and I want you to know what my true intentions are with this hotel."
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