#Chapter 69: Touch Yourself

That night, I sit up late, waiting with trepidation for Kavros to arrive and deliver his promised punishment. All of my emotions buzz under my skin: nervousness, excitement, a tiny fear that I’ll hate whatever he does, a bigger fear that I will enjoy it.

I keep the baby monitor on nearby, but so far the night has been so quiet, even Lyra seems sound asleep.

I’m awake though. As the hours tick by,