“Of course, when you do it, I expect you not to use so much tongue. You’ll give me two deep breathes, then do another thirty compressions. Repeat ...he process until you feel my heart start. Understand?”“Are you sure you want to do this? The more you describe it, the more dangerous this seems.”“It probably is dangerous, but I don’t know how my mana reserves compare to an average magic user my age, and this is fastest way to increase it. Now, don’t let go of my wrist and start counting as soon as. ...........................Sitting in the warm water, the steam helping to moisten my parched mouth I manage to reply ‘Yes Master James I understand’‘Good girl’That seems to be what he wants to hear as he passes me a soft sponge and sits on the side of the tub, watching me intently. Washing in front of him makes me want to howl. My body is bruised and marked from the hell he put me through last night and yet now he is here watching me like a lover. The tears fall silently as I attempt to sooth. He rocked her like a child. He pressed his nose against her head, his brows knitted as anguish squeezed his chest, a keener pain than any physical ones he had felt before. He knew that she is all the reason he needed for staying alive.But he did not want her memory of him to be tarnished. He did not want to be a shriveled figure incapable of controlling his own body. He did not want machines to breathe for him or feed him through a tube.She deserved better."I want you to remember me before the. ” Didi was more than happy to oblige and asked Monica to select any of the girls who were over 18 and would need to leave the orphanage shortly.Monica put up a pretense of scanning through the files and evaluating the girls and their grades (there was a rudimentary schooling offered at the orphanage). Finally she picked out Deepika’s file and told Didi that she would like to pick her for the job.Didi looked at Monica strangely – perhaps realizing that Monica had some other plans, but was.