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The door slowly opened and violet looked at Irene with cold eyes, her mood still looked bad.

"Violet, can I come in for a second?" Irene asked as she looked at violent with a troubled expression on her face.

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"Yes..." Violet said in her sulky voice as she opened the door and let her in, the room lights were off and there were only a few candles here and there which made it difficult for her to look at her face.

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"Violet, what's with the room why are the lights off?" Irene asked as she looked around the room looking for the switch.

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"I just felt like sitting alone and think in tranquillity....so I switched off the lights," Violet said as she went over to her bed and sat down in it comfortably.

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"Oh...but violet aren't you afraid of the dark?" Irene asked as she looked at the eight-year-old fragile girl who was told to faint even in a loud voice. But there she sat without a second thought like a broken-hearted child.