#Chapter46

The End

"How stupid am I to promise that I would take care of you?" I whispered to myself as I stared at Persephone's sleeping figure on the crib, "I try to think you're just some random pup I have to tend to. But why do you have to look so much like her?"

The baby didn't respond, her chest slowly rising and falling as she's stuck in her dream land. I inwardly groaned as I wiped my face with both my hands in frustration. Great, now I'm talking to myself.

I peeked at the baby in front of me again, "You could've at least looked a little like...