34: Book lover

Alek’s office was huge. He seemed to be a man of space. A man who loved space but did nothing with it. Right now, Camilla was in a corner of his office, watching the sky. For the past hour, she had been in the same spot, legs crossed under her, and eyes on the window. Breakfast was quick, thanks to her award-winning performance. She threw up twice. Sticking her finger down her throat before the meal had made it easier. After a few bites of breakfast, she threw up. Once, at the dining. Again, when Alek was trying to get her away from the table.

Her husband worked in silence behind her, except for the occasional clacking of his finger against the keyboard. He was too busy for her. She needed something to do. 

On her feet, she waved to get his attention. She promised him she would behave, but that was impossible without a distraction.

“Can I get my phone?” 

“No,” he replied. 

“I’m bored.”&