“ As I knock the door again, louder and with much anxiety, it opens completely and in my very front is a Lady Estrella of the Ludo pack. The same pack my husband has sent me to on an errand to. She walks past me as it though didn’t see me standing by the door. She’s wearing black coats over a black gown, and matched with black socks. It was as it she was there for a funeral.

“ Darling… My Lord?” I brittle and rush into the room and meet my husband sitting coming out from his bathroom, his protruded belly bouncing in wriggles as he clean his face...