Rika's stomach felt full and heavy. It felt odd, but Rika had no time to think about it when she first needed to meet her basic needs.
'Damian! That bastard held me hostage! What was he thinking? Was he not letting me go? He would have made me wet the bed!'
Somehow, Rika felt that Damian would have enjoyed it if Rika had wetted the bed. He was just too weird for Rika to understand, but she was slowly beginning to uncover the natural person under Damian's mask of coldness.
Rika ended up taking a lot longer than she expected in the bathroom (mainly to clean up all the mess that was made inside her body).
"Rika, is everything alright? Do you need my help!"
Emily asked in a worried voice, but Rika waved off her concern. Rika felt that any help she got now would only worsen the situation.
Besides, Rika needed Emily to do something else for her.
