Chapter 8. A Young's Agony

• • • • Even Elite’s POV • • •
• “Maryline!” I scream her name as I happily walk down the stairs leading to the Kitchen this early morning. Something I never did in the past; because my dad was such a d*ck and he won't have permitted me to go out of my room, also because I had no reason to be this happy in the past but now everything seems to be different.
• I gallop on Maryline who is busily getting my forenoon stuffs ready for my every morning routine and I hug her tight.