She wouldn’t dignify me with screams. It seemed as if she was lifeless but without so much as a sound. Again, I slashed the object of pain toward he...r tender lips, and again it echoed in its' sickening howl, a dark red mark penetrated across her swollen lips. Perhaps I hadn’t been mixing it up properly and so I decided to disappear to the kitchen, her eyes staring blankly at the television that had long been off, but her mind assumedly was in a shatter-state but I knew that assumption was also. As a result, it needed to be kept in top condition. She began monitoring her boyfriend's workouts to make sure he was exercising vigorously but not over-exerting himself. At night she checked in on him to make sure he was getting enough sleep. As the weather got colder, she checked to make sure he was dressed appropriately to go to class. She periodically went through his medicines and strictly prohibited him from going anywhere he could get alcohol.Over time she even began monitoring what he. Frighteningly, she wondered how much she’d had to drink that evening. Not enough to black out apparently, and hopefully not so much that she’d made a fool of herself in from of that man ... who was obviously rich. Very rich, given the trappings of his room. Looking in the closet, though, she quickly realized that this was not the master bedroom. Only four items were hung up in the expansive closet. The first was a silk pearl colored nighty with matching bottoms and matching robe which went to. I don't know why she distanced herself from me. It hurt. But no doubt it was nothing compared to what Emma was experiencing.Over the coming weeks I found out poor Emma was going through a messy divorce and enduring bouts of depression. She didn't tell me this but I walked in on a number of phone conversations which Emma was having with banks, lawyers and therapists while she was alone in the canteen.A stressed Emma would only offer a wry smile, and I'd just quickly make my coffee before leaving.