Here is the third chapter of my latest WIP.
Working Title: The Presumption of DarknessWord Count: 1578 (approx)Reading time for average reader: 10 minutes
Part 3 – Samuel
Each day the colors of life drained a little more. Sounds became quieter. Everything smelled slightly of bleach.
I would retreat to my office in the attic for hours at a time pretending to work on some paper or something. Abigail gave me my space. Sometimes at night, I would pretend I was asleep and I could sense her just staring at me. What does she know? I would wonder.
She knew about our tryst, Cassie. She stayed with me and I know it hurt her. I know I’m killing her a little every day, Cassie. But what can I do? How can I…
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