He has disgusted me. I only have that to feel. Because anger is too hollow, I don't feel angry. He doesn't deserve that; anger is simply a term for sadness that is being denied.
"This is where I live, and you'll be living here from now on." he said.
His voice is casual and conversational. When he addressed me, I didn't even turn to look at him. I can only assume that he is watching me closely and trying to predict my every move and response. I remained silent and stoned even after I realized he wanted that from me.
My eyes have wandered to every nook and cranny. Wealth. This place is screaming that. Views of the well-lit city are provided by the substantial glass walls. The majority of the furniture is in dark tones like black, gray, and others. Even the elegant-looking flooring
