By the third morning in the mansion, the quietness felt deliberate.
Over the past few days I had been doing breathing exercises, trying to understand the difference between what had been real and what i have made up..
Alot didn't make sense. The doctor had said that I had hallucinate every single complaint I made to him about my threats.
Elena on the other hand had been perfect, I didn't know why I ever doubted her..
My jealousy probably made me see things I wanted to see, but the poison part had been real.. I still had the test results with me..
I sighed heavily as I finally decided to move on.
****
Victor left early, as usual. A crisp kiss to Elena's cheek.
A brief glance in my direction that lingered a second too long, sharp enough to feel like a touch. Then he was gone, swallowed by meetings and phone calls and a world that didn't include me.
It wasn't what I'd expected.
I told myself I was relieved.
By noon, my mother called.
