I didn't do much. After all, I didn't have many friends here and as Carlisle left at dawn, I was usually left to myself. I didn't mind it though. It was quite relaxing just to sit with myself and Blythe. The hellhound seemed excited at the new atmosphere, running around and wagging his tail as it jumped merrily on the bed.
Was this what freedom was like? It was quite boring. I didn't need to do anything. Even with Richter, I at least had been given a schedule. Was he attempting to avoid me? I huffed.
It had been about two days since this occurred, Carlisle must have been doing something important and I was attempting to embroider. It was quite difficult despite the success I was having. My fingers ached as I looked at the thread and the silk with slight annoyance.