Eve glances up from her bent down position, catches sight of me, and seems to smirk with real satisfaction as she locks eyes with me. No hint of remorse or shock at my seeing them, but instead, she looks pleased. Doesn’t even hurry to get up.
“Guess I don’t have to force my memories on you to prove this happened then…… Simon has been a very naughty boy.” She chuckles, pulls away from Simon, shoving him back with one hand so he gets off her, and I assume out of her as he turns white. Shock on his repulsive face, removing all traces of color, blood, or life, and it’s like looking at a ghost, deadlocked on my face. Letting him fall back like discarded meat, now she's had her way and gets up, no cares whatsoever. Simon crumbles into a shameful heap, clawing at the throw pillows to cover his d
