Fire and Ice

by littlestar1988

I stood in front of the street at night as I watched my house disappear in flames. And yet as I admired it, I felt a strange sense of joy and freedom. I escaped. I was free. He could no longer hurt me. Drabble.

36. Chapter 36

Not mine.

Chapter 36

"You hungry? Can I get you something? Something to drink, preferably strong?"

He smiled, but it looked empty. Forced.

"I don't think I can even think about food let alone taste it right now."

As a habit, I sat down in the booth, opposite from him. "What can I do then?"

He looked straight in to my eyes, almost pleading , like asking this from me is the most important thing in the world.

"My grandfather died yesterday, and I would really like it if you could come with me."

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