10
Katherine
I’m on my own again for the next few days. I don’t know where Monster is, and no one communicates with me. The maids glare at me with suspicious eyes every time I see them.
I guess that’s my penance for stealing their stuff.
Wandering the halls of the mansion aimlessly, I find myself replaying the events of the other day over and over again. Specifically, I remember the moment when I sat up and looked him in the eye.
I try to understand the mercurial emotions that passed between us just then. Anger and rage. Lust. But there was more than that.
Perhaps there was attraction, coming from me and from him?
I don’t understand it and I definitely do not like it. Or him.
But it was there nonetheless.
I consider trying to divorce the idea of him, from the concept of what he’s
