"I won't watch." She said. "I've been watching for several days."
"Do you want to sleep again?"
"Mmm."
John Fame didn't know what he was thinking. He paused, said nothing, then let go of her and got up.
Lissy Lock continued sleeping. Even though she couldn't sleep, she didn't want to move.
Her waist and back hurt, her legs were soft, covering with…bite marks.
When John Fame became beastly, he was totally not a man. He was tirelessly overwhelming.
She didn't know where John Fame had gone, only that he hadn't returned to bed.
Not much later, Lissy heard someone ring the doorbell, followed by the sound of John's footsteps. He went to open the door.
Lazily, Lissy got out of bed, noticing the wedding dress had fallen under the bed. Its pure whiteness was both beautiful and touching.
When she looked for clothes, she found…only John's shirt by the bed.
Additionally, she saw there were several...condoms in the trash can.
