Chapter 151 Anonymous Lover:>>11

• A few hours drive away, Susan was thinking of me. The promised rain had arrived, and it beat against the windows of her cabin. She resolved to come back early, to get into the car and drive home, and she would call on me in the morning. She smiled to herself in the darkness, thinking of how much she would surprise me with her news, and how much fun it would be to be together again, just the two of us.
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• It was early on the Wednesday when I opened the door for the last time. She was asleep, a rumpled figure in a rumpled bed, her little face pressed against the pillow, pale and vulnerable. I left the light off and squatted by the mattress with a bowl of warm water and a flannel. I unfastened the handcuff off her wrist, and I moistened the flannel and gently wiped away the tracks of her tears on her face, across her brow where the sweat had stuck the corn-coloured hair to her head. She opened her eyes, rolling on her back, and she looked into my face.