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Belle Adams' Butler

Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~

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Grief- Part 1

Belle was too stunned to move or talk as she stood with her back against the wall outside the room which she didn't dare to see on Lucas' words. Her hands were colder than usual and her mind was barely functioning. 

When Lucas returned to Belle's side, he had tried to clean most of the blood from his hand from the kerchief and he looked at her where she stared into space. It wasn't uncommon for people to get into shock, it was the first time Belle had seen people dying unnaturally, killing each other and her parents being killed. 

"Miss Belle," Lucas called her but she barely could hear what he was saying. What she had seen had come in a blow that he wouldn't have been able to prepare her for. Other times he would have told her to brace it but Belle was not an ordinary girl anymore.