*Claire*

Once we all sat down at the table, Armando’s staff started bringing us food. I’ve never been more excited in my life. I’d been able to eat so little over the past month, I just wanted to eat all the food in front of me. Conversation was optional, as far as I was concerned. I was grateful that the men did most of the talking, allowing me to listen, observe, and most importantly eat.

Eric was comfortable with Armando. More comfortable than I’d seen him with ...