Quiet Decay

Dominic was adjusting his cufflinks in front of the mirror as he said, "If you're not going to eat, just have someone take it away. Don't waste it."

Cleo pulled the blanket up, hiding the bruises and blotches all over her body. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him walk out without even glancing back.

She lowered her lashes and heard someone ask her in Westmarkian, "Ms. Lowell, would you lik