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There was a shudder in her breath...
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Short Stories and Prose There was a shudder in her breath when she realised whom the weight belonged to… the weight that caused her bed to suddenly feel lop-sided. As he sleazily slid his old – yet firm and muscular – arm around her waist, a lifetime of guilt and fear instantly surged through her veins and sprang her into defence. Her head jolted round with the tenacity of a trapped lioness:
“Yes…? What do you want!?”
Her eyes beamed with resentment… it was dark except the secondary light coming in from the hallway. There was just enough illumination to expose the contours of her young and beautiful face, though the grimace she made had little to do with a desire to invoke admiration for being so. Her expressions showed only repulsiveness. She wished he would leave without confronting her. She wished he were her boyfriend. She wished he wasn’t so perverted.
Returning to his room he triumphantly declared that suicide should not be an option until old age, or being struck by terminal illness. After all, he’d gotten what he wanted… a clear understanding of her resentment. Finally an honest answer… the decision was made.
