Chapter 6: Choice
That, of course, was neither here nor there. In fact, I told myself, being attracted to someone in whose complete power I languished, might in itself be dangerous. While this was undoubtedly true, and wise—there was that other part of myself that didn’t care, or rather, preferred to live in hope.
To which the first part of me observed coolly that that was exactly what had almost got me killed in the first place. To which the other part replied defiantly: Yes, but only almost.
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My apology had at least had the effect of Anatole bringing me my meals on time even if I was awake, and the next time he came in, I tried again to apologize. I did this when he was going back to the door. He paused and turned around, which must have given me some hope, because I quickly c
