End Me, Mend Me
Then, he'd heat it up and try again.
In the end, I couldn't bring myself to fight my own body's needs and opened my mouth mechanically.
The instant Damien saw me eat, his eyes lit up.
Damien began telling me stories every day, about the first time we met and how he used to secretly follow me home. He also told me all the childish and foolish things he'd done just to get my attention.
Slowly, he helped me remember moments I had long since forgotten. It hit me that long before I had become his kept woman, he had been secretly in love with me.