Extravagance. 

Extravagance.

Somehow, I felt an intuition about trusting them. But should I really be trusting them? I was dubious. Come to think of it, they had that kind of vibe around them where you knew you could trust them because vibes never lie.

Vibes were always pure and will never be manipulated with sweet coating words or the pretence of actions. It wasn't easy to change one's vibe if something did not feel right; one should pay heed to it. According to that notion, I took my chances.

I took a long pause.

"You can trust us, ma'am. We will be here until you come." Sabba persisted, grinning. "Taking care of him."

I nodded meekly, staring up at them, merely confused.

What was even happening? No wonder why I couldn't move past the fact that I had been brought up here.

It was like a dream. The dream that no one would ever happily want to even live.

With the help of Zahar and Sabba, I stood straight on my feet with Shaurya, carefully. "May I, ma'am?" Sabba asked me before she held o