Dalton look at her, she was tied to a chair. “Well I don’t really have a good reason to let you go now, do I?” He asked. His eyes looked over the woman before him.
She shook her head. “They died a long time ago. Ever since then, I’ve been traveling on my own.” She confessed.
He reached a hand out and placed it on her forearm, “I’m sorry to hear that. I don’t really talk to my parents anymore. They don’t approve of me.” He stated.
“How come?” She asked him, still looking over at him with a sad glance.
He shrugged, “I was not really expected. I was an accident and always treated like one” He said to her and pulled his hand back before continuing to eat
“I-I’m sorry. But, I learned that if you are here, you’re meant to have a purpose in life.” She shrugged before turning to her food.
He gave a breathy laugh at her sweet comment, “thank you” he spoke in a whisper
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