Chapter Eleven
Everything around me seems like a strange dream now. I wait with expectation I can taste on my lips, breath in the air around me and feel on my skin. It’s so real, I swear it will materialize before me. But then, what is expectation but one endless fantasy after another? And fantasy cannot be real; it’s thinner than a cloud and invisible as a ghost. I’ve lived with this strangeness ever since the day I m*********d for Benjamin in my office. What a stroke of genius!
It was a gamble. I was so giddy when I won, but of course, he slapped giddiness all to heck as he turned into a ruthless drill sergeant. Just as he used to be, Benjamin took me by surprise—not a surprise that he finally relented and agreed to take me back, but a surprise with what came next.
I expected him to
