Every day after that I ate the food Remi brought without complaints. I didn't want a repeat of what happened before to happen again... I felt so guilty and responsible for that poor woman. I step out of the shower and numbly get dressed in the large shirt.
He had told me to shower or there would be consequences... He left underwear and a large white shirt... lovely. But to be honest, I couldn't bring myself to put my old clothes back on... I had gotten pretty ripe... the clothes should be burned.
I look at the round harmless brush he left for me and sigh. He didn't even give me silverware to eat with and to be honest, it was a smart move on his part because I would have carved his eyes out with a damn spoon at this point.
