He groaned and tugged on his hair. He knew he screwed up. Knew that what he had done was wrong. He really needed Widow. He wanted to be punished, wanted to be told that he was wrong by someone other than himself. Wanted to be proven right. He groaned and finished what he had started, finding Widow's number, and hitting the call button.
The phone kept ringing and ringing as he walked out of the château to his car. Widow never picked up and something about that bothered him.
He quickly turned his key in the ignition and took off to her apartment. He had to see her. He had to talk to someone. He knew out of everyone he knew that she would understand him the most.
Alexandre stood outside her apartment door and knocked. He didn't hear her say to come in or hear her even make a sound. Alex
