章節 115: I am God

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I avoid her face and instead examine the desk.

All papers and folders are stacked neatly, there is not a single pen lying around. The white computer is polished.

I don't see any pictures or personal belongings. The only sign of personality is a bouquet of flowers inside a crystal vase.

I can feel Prisiclla's eyes lying on me. She is sitting in the tall chair, her hands folded on her lap. 

We've been sitting like this for a little while and I'm wondering whether the Mayor is waiting for me to say something.

But I don't have anything to say.

Well, except for 'Let me go!' and 'Where is Isabella?'. So I might as well stay silent.

She takes a sip from her tea without looking away. The filigrane porcelain cup looks so out of place surrounded by all this try-hard futurism. Like Priscilla is about to have afternoon tea with Darth Vader.