You had a gift, a special one at that. You had the ability to see the dark desires in peoples hearts. This gift was quite handy for a young girl that was left out in the streets to defend herself. But, that gift wasn’t any good to you once you accepted that job as a maid at the Phantomhive Manor. All of the servants had good intentions, their hearts filled to the brim with light and love, all of them except his.
You couldn’t see what he desired, but you could see the cloud of darkness that swirled around his heart that didn’t look as if it was even beating. Like it was just there for show, to mask what he truly was. You always suspected that the Phantomhive’s butler wasn’t really human, but didn’t have any proof. Even when you tried confronting the young master when he was alone, you still didn’t get any answers. Without any proof, you kept quiet.
But, that didn’t mean you didn’t avoid the raven haired man every chance you got. For