“Mina?” She nearly jumped out of her skin, and almost expected to find him suddenly standing in the room, discovering her in the act of tweezing ...er own nipples. But no. He was still in the dimly lit living room, relaxing in his favorite chair. “Coming, Mister.” Her voice sounded thin and birdlike. She reluctantly pulled her hand out from under the shirt and turned to go. As she entered the living room, she was thankful for the dim lighting as the shirt was wide open around her neck and. She was a sort of therapist for me in dealing with my ordeal. I sat down on one of the stools in the kitchen. ‘Have you seen him today?’ I asked nonchalantly, pretending not to care. Miss Lindy smiled softly, setting up a plate for me. ‘For someone who despises him you sure have asked about his whereabouts for the past few days.’ I shrugged, picking at my dress. ‘I just want to know I’m not imagining everything. Hell knowing his name would be nice instead of referring to him as…well…him.’ Miss. More

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