I listen to my brothers speaking, I listen to Venus. But I can't focus.

My mind and my body are absent. It's still stuck in the early hours of the morning replaying the previous hours alone with Beggar. Watching her while she slept.

She resembled a porcelain doll with small cracks, begging to be put together, begging to be saved.

It's no secret that I have lived in luxury. I've lived with riches my entire life. I've never wanted, never needed. Until I left home. Until I ...