~Nancy~

　　The man, who appeared to be in his late forties, with grey hair and sunken eyes, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. His gaze flickered to the woman beside him, who looked around the same age as him or younger, but whose eyes held a distant, almost vacant expression.

　　"It's not that we didn't want you, child" he started.

　　"My name is Nancy! But you wouldn't know that will you? Because you don't know a single thing about my life" I snapped, much ...