  As I wait for Nana, I have indulged myself with this giant cake that was in the middle of the table near Nana s station. It was too delicious to share, I would prefer to eat it on my own. I was too occupied with the cake when a voice suddenly asked from behind me, &quot;Robert, what are you doing?&quot;
  I turned around to see Nana, shocked. &quot;Oh, hello, Nana,&quot; I greeted as I moved back an inch.
  She moved closer and an expression of horror rose on her face. Her eyes widened as she asked, &quot;Robert, what did you do to this cake?&quot;
  &quot;It was on the table and nobody was taking notice of it so I thought I could have a few bites,&quot; I replied. &quot;Would you like some?&quot;
  &quot;Nobody is touching it because no one was supposed to touch it!&quot; she answered, examining the whole cake.
  &quot;What do you mean? Isn t this supposed to be for dinner?&quot; I as

  The door creaked, echoing as I slowly pushed it open. A familiar friend greeted me: silence that stretched across the room. Absolute silence is music to my ears but it can also make you insane, especially when you re surrounded by nothing but books.
  I scanned the bookshelves, looking for an interesting book title to read. Elizabeth said that reading can be fun and exciting if I put my mind to it. Whilst looking for a book to read, an untitled book caught my attention. It was a blue book with no title whatsoever.
  I grabbed it from the shelf and walked to the chair by the window as I opened it. There was no title on the inside, either. I quickly turned the pages up to the very first chapter as I sat down, the light from the outside illuminated the whole room, not leaving one corner unilluminated. I laid back onto the chair and began to read, &quot;In an ancient village, lying in betw

  &quot;Mother, I think you should reconsider what he told you. He just wants you to get better,&quot; I answered.
  She looked at me in surprise, baffled as well. She remarked, &quot;Did you eavesdrop again?&quot;
  I smiled and replied, &quot;I was about to knock on your door when I heard the two of you talking. And allow me to say this, Mother: you re acting like a child. Not accepting help from other people and being stubborn.&quot;
  She giggled gently, careful not to hurt herself. &quot;Robert, I m not being stubborn, I m being realistic. And since you already have an idea of what we talked about, I have my reasons for rejecting his suggested treatment.&quot;
  &quot;He said that you believe your time has come,&quot; I raised a brow at her. &quot;I don t know how you can think in such a way. Aren t you worried about leaving Elizabeth and me?&quot;
  &quot;Robert, we all must accept

As I wait for Nana, I have indulged myself with this giant cake that was in the middle of the table near Nana s station. It was too delicious to share, I would prefer to eat it on my own. I was too occupied with the cake when a voice suddenly asked from behind me, &quot;Robert, what are you doing?&quot;
  I turned around to see Nana, shocked. &quot;Oh, hello, Nana,&quot; I greeted as I moved back an inch.
  She moved closer and an expression of horror rose on her face. Her eyes widened as she asked, &quot;Robert, what did you do to this cake?&quot;
  &quot;It was on the table and nobody was taking notice of it so I thought I could have a few bites,&quot; I replied. &quot;Would you like some?&quot;
  &quot;Nobody is touching it because no one was supposed to touch it!&quot; she answered, examining the whole cake.
  &quot;What do you mean? Isn t this supposed to be for dinner?&quot; I asked, baffled.
  &quot;This was for dinner but this was for the lords! Your father invited them o

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