She hated herself afterward. Why did she always succumb to his touches? It was the very reason why she knew she had to get away from him because when she was around him, she was helpless. She watched him sleep when she woke up. He was sleeping like a baby.

She slumped on the bathroom floor. Her body went into a shock, she was trembling hard. The image of Diego's body being found cut up into pieces pushed her to the verge of insanity. She held her cry until her stomach hurt, she didn't want Armand to see her that way. 

She was playing with her food at dinner. She had avoided him all day with a frown, she didn't want him to force her into having sex again, not the whole entire day the way he would've wanted. How was she going to cope with it? Being with him reminded her how much she couldn't stand him anymore. 

She laid on the bed naked feeling depleted, she was drained from the will to go on. This cannot be the life she has to go through for the rest of her living years. Her waking hours belonged to Armand. She didn't know how else she could avoid him, they've been there for three days, by the end of the week there will be nothing left of her. 

His eyes were half opened. She could only see the white parts of it. He twitched, and then his body started to shake. His arms and legs moved in a strange way, and then she realized he was having a seizure. She wanted to sedate him, avoid him for the night