The b***h was just coming around when he strode into the back bedroom. She barely acknowledged him as Nils checked the ropes, finding them still tight and sturdy. A check of the glass showed she’d drained it, which explained why she was groggy. It took him a little longer to find the apple sitting on the floor on the other side of the room.
“Didn’t care for it? Wasn’t good enough for you? Well, fine! You can just go hungry, then. Doesn’t make any difference to me.”
She didn’t respond as she listlessly rolled her head from side to side. Her eyes remained unfocused as she fought the effects of the tainted water.
Taking the glass back to the kitchen, Nils started to refill it from the bucket. Noticing the water level inside, he made a quick mental evaluation. “This stuff needs to be strong
