It is silent in the Jaw that night with me alone sitting on Malva's bed. He had walked out to have dinner with his family, leaving a promise to never delay, but glancing at the wall clock now tells me he is away for over two hours. I wonder what is taking him so long.
But while waiting for the man himself to arrive, I was worried about how to deal with my emotions when he emerged. As I sat on the massive bed in the dim room, many thoughts ran through my mind.
He had made it known I only belong to him, and I have given him my words of acceptance. Does this go both ways? Does Malva belong to only me, too?
This was the question that was probing my mind when I heard the main door open, and footsteps approaching. At once I brace myself up for his entry.
Seconds later, the bedroom door o
