Suddenly, a sharp pain radiated from Bradley's heart. He instinctively clutched the edge of the crystal coffin, his keen eyes locking onto Esther's emotionless face.
"Esther!"
Esther's eyes were cold, lacking the human warmth one would expect. "Is there anything else you wish to command?"
Without warning, Bradley seized her by the neck.
Esther displayed no signs of pain or relief. A sense of defeat washed over Bradley, and he staggered back, gazing at Esther.
Esther was seemingly oblivious to Bradley's turmoil and smiled gracefully at him.
"Bradley!
"Bradley!"
Mandy's voice pierced the air, causing Bradley to exit the secret chamber decisively.
"Is there something you need?" he asked.
Mandy handed him a neatly arranged fruit platter, speaking gently. "I've prepared this fruit platter for you."
"Set it down and leave," he commanded.
Mandy obediently placed the fruit platter on the table and left the room.
"Sleep."
Esther obediently reclined in the crystal coffin and slowly closed her eyes.
Bradley cast a lingering gaze at Esther before leaving. He took the fruit platter to the dining room and fetched some snacks.
Mandy strolled into the dining room, dressed in a silk camisole nightgown and slippers. "Bradley, having snacks? Was dinner unsatisfactory?"
Mandy pretended not to know. Bradley typically wouldn't have snacks—he must be taking them for Esther.
Mandy glanced at the empty fruit platter and inwardly raised her eyebrows in triumph. 'Esther, oh Esther! I deliberately included two types of fruits and nuts you're allergic to in this platter. You should be experiencing an allergic reaction by now!'
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don't read at all. horrible story, makes me sick....