My Neighbour's Wife
I had a meeting with the new investors for the HQ in thirty minutes, but my feet wouldn't take the turn to my bedroom for the much needed freezing shower.
Instead, I found my feet heading to a different part of the house. One I've never been to. The servant's quarters, and now, I watch through the door, open wide and packed with more than a dozing maids. I watch as Susanna lifts a child in her arms and kisses his eyes. His nose. He squeals and she laughs, grey eyes brighter than the stars in the skies. The joy on her face make her too beautiful to gaze upon.
"Aren't you a cute little...yes...auntie loves you too," she says in the nonsensical language of babies and even I find it utterly ridi
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