Chaos At The Table

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RALI "Do I have to force you?" "What are you going to do? Chain me to the chair and shove each spoon down my throat?" "Worse. But those are among." A stupid treacherous tear slipped down my cheek. I huffed as I swiped it away and crossed my arms. The monster just sat there, watching me, those grey eyes boring holes into my soul with all the patience of a bomb waiting to explode. My body still hurt from the torture he'd inflicted the previous night. Maybe I wasn't ready for more just yet. So, with every ounce of reluctance I could pour into a gesture, I dragged the nearest chair back and dropped myself into it—far enough from him that I could pretend there was a boundary. But I was wrong. He exhaled a long heavy breath like I'd tested something inside him and then stood. My breat

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