“Sounds a bit familiar.”
I think out loud, feeling
a little uneasy.
“Oh really?” Ronin asks,
intrigued, a small smile
playing on his lips.
“Yes…..” I reply, wishing
Ronin would stop staring
at me.
His red eyes feel
as if they’re drowning
me.
I want to ask so many
things yet I feel so
s c a r e d
to do so.
Before I can find
the words to speak,
Cassandra exits from the
kitchen with a tray.
She serves us a delicate
meal: cooked salmon with
steamed green beans and
loaded mashed potatoes.
For drinks, we can choose
between water or red wine.
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