Page 115 of Stains of Desire

I'm not sure how much time passes, but somehow, he removes my clothes and his. He steps in the shower with me.

I just keep crying. The tap has been turned on, and I can't stop. And I can't function.

Axel does everything for me. He washes my hair and cleans my body while I keep sobbing about Millie.

He spins me and holds me against his flesh until the water turns cold.

When he turns it off, I have no more tears. I'm a zombie, unable to function. He wraps a towel around me then himself, and leads me to the bedroom. He tucks me in.

It's still light out. I think it's only three, maybe four in the afternoon.

I don't remember falling asleep. I don't recall him waking me up to feed me or make me drink water. I have no recollection of the doctor giving me a checkup.

All I see is Millie. She's in the snow. She's crying for me. Every time, her eyes lock onto mine, and it feels so real.

But I can never get to her. So I continue to die inside.