The devil’s woman

1992 Words

Waking up this morning, just as everyday, her routine was to freshen up, take a bath, dress and currently she was trying to have breakfast but the unwavering gaze of someone in the room was making every bite difficult to swallow. Ever since the day she had agreed to start putting little food in her mouth again, he would watch her. Closely and attentively like scientists would do to a new discovery. There was a phone in his hand but she knew he hadn't taken a glance at it for minutes Instead, he watched every movement of her hand from the plate to her mouth, every bite and swallow, he paid close note. What was she.? A guinea to be observed like an experiment.? Nevertheless, Samantha quietly ate her breakfast, harshly digging at the meared fish sticks by the side of her plate. The se

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