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Though Monster left the house in a decent enough mood this morning, I can’t help the bad feeling prickling at the nape of my neck all day. Foreboding, I guess. Or just a general sense of unease.
I’ve been in this house for almost a week, and most of that I’ve spent by myself. Well, I have Cerberus to keep me company, but I’m mostly at a loss for what to do.
So, I spend my days sunning myself by the pool, and my nights reading something from the pile of books I ordered online. I also spend a lot of time and money on buying new things online. Lingerie, jewelry, art for the walls.
Nothing big, although Monster certainly wouldn’t notice what I spent or where. So far, he didn’t seem worried about the money I spent, just that I looked good when he got home.
But he was usually getting hom
