Chapter 28

After getting out of my wet clothes and taking a long bath, I positioned myself comfortably on the bed, reading one of the books that Cybele had. She didn’t return until evening. By this time, I was very much used to her constant disappearance. She did her thing while I did mine and that was fine with me. As long as I could see her, I was pretty much happy. You could call me a willing prisoner. When she returned at nightfall, Cybele crawled on the bed beside me and sighed. I didn’t speak...