Hot Revenge Box Set 2

James

Breakfast time.

Charlotte is up and about, refusing to stay in bed. And, while she is still tired, I see no reason to insist on bedrest. Right now, she will do far better for being back at home and enjoying ‘family life’.

Nonetheless, I’ve encouraged her to wear a woolly housecoat over the nightie, slippers and bed socks. Hopefully, that will prevent her trying to go outdoors. The fog outside hasn’t cleared yet and I don’t want the damp settling on her chest.

She's too pale. At least, she's always pale, but that's her natural colouring. Right now, there's still that pallid edge to her complexion that I don't care for.

Almost a week of being chained in her own shit.

Living on crap junk food.

Scared half mindless…

Blood loss from the birth...

Hmmm...

Charlotte sits with Cara on her lap, providing her breakfast and Beth sits close by making cooing noises.

She’ll enjoy a good breakfast…

And with that in mind, I’m at the hob with bacon, fried and scrambled eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, black pudding and fried bread.

I rummage through the fridge, seeking inspiration. It's barely stocked. We've spent the last few days living on food from the freezer.

white tee-shirt, jeans and trainers and looking exactly not as though he spent the last week under

a fruit salad. I'd like to get some inside

“Good idea.”

“It’s like Mother Hubbard’s cupboard in there. I'll pop across to the

Watercress. Anything like

me five. I'll be right

while she’s breastfeeding. Oh, and this…” He brandishes a jar.

no guinea pigs in the larder and

at me then pulls up a chair, comparing notes with Richard of the events

pot is producing fragrant steam. I eye the table… Butter, marmalade, strawberry jam, milk, cream,

doing, Charlotte? I’m

from the breast… “Are you sure this is alright? With

suitable. You need to take them

set the cooked food on the table. “There you go,

“We should be finishing decorating the tree today and getting

smile is broad and bright.

taps a long nail on the table. “Charlotte, will you

need some glossy magazines,

Michael. “I’ll see what’s out of date in Reception…” He trails

following

with Klempner. Both are

other. Mitch sucks at her

“Of course you may. Charlotte, where are your manners? Budge up, make some space for your parents.

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