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"Huh?" she frowns.
"Have you tried getting yourownman? Maybe that would help," I smile sweetly.
Her eyes flare in shock.
"What?"
I don't let her move, and before she can turn, I'm on her, gripping tightly on to the fork I'd nabbed from the table as I shove it into her hand. I use enough force that it perforates the skin, remaining lodged into her flesh.
A muffled cry escapes her, paired with an expression of disbelief as if she can't quite believe I did that.
Coming even closer, I lean in to whisper.
"I don't know how you've made it this far, but you were bound to meet someone like me at some point. Better sooner than later, right? Especially since you were lying to your father earlier, weren't you? You're not taking your meds. Why, your prescription is full."
"You bitch," she spits at me, but a moan of pain escapes her as she attempts to move her hand.
"Yes, Iama bitch. And that is the problem. If you were a nice girl, took your meds, and didn't hit onmyhusband, we wouldn't be here," I maintain my smile.
The shock wears off on her face, aggression replacing it and I know it's only a matter of time before she jumps on me.
If she's off her meds, then anything is possible.
Before she can do that, though, I simply spill the container of pills in my hand, bringing my fist to her lips and pushing them into her mouth, using my other hand to hold her head still as I force her to swallow.
She gags and chokes, spitting a lot of pills out. But some of them make their way into her system, nonetheless.
And as I see that, I simply step back, letting her deliver the slap she's been itching to from the beginning.
"You're fucking dead!" she threatens, yelling at the top of her lungs as she advances towards me, removing the fork from her hand and waving it around in front of me.
I fall to my ass, schooling my features into an expression of terror I'm decidedlynotfeeling. And right at that moment, the door bursts open, Raf being the first who comes rushing in, the other two men behind him.
Seeing my terrified expression and the bloody fork in her hand, he wastes no time in immobilizing her.
She starts yelling and thrashing, spouting a lot of nonsense that no one seems to be inclined to listen to. Not even when her father comes to me to apologize and ask if I'm ok.
Letting a tear fall down my check, I stammer in my explanation.
“I-I found her self-harming with the fork, and there were so many pills around," I choke on my words. "I tried to help her but she…" my breathing turns harsh just as Eleanor starts yelling that I'm a liar.
The entire debacle ends with an ambulance coming to the restaurant and restraining Eleanor, taking her in for observation.
"I'm so sorry for this," her father apologizes again, both to me and Raf. "I was sure she was doing better. I've just been so busy and… I'm sorry for ruining your evening," he nods to the others.
Raf's arms are around me as he holds me tight against his body, peppering my face with kisses.
As we go back to our seats at the dinner table, he doesn't even let me sit in my own chair, keeping me on his lap.
"It's my fault," he sighs. "I should have realized she was unhinged and should have done something. I'm so sorry, pretty girl," he whispers in my ear.
Sisi smiles conspiratorially at me from across the table, the only one who seems to realize that the story I told might not have been entirely truthful.
"It's ok. You couldn't have been rude to them," I assure Raf, melting into him.
And who says I'm not reasonable? I understand women will always find him attractive, just like I have absolute confidence in him because I know he couldneversee anyone but me. But since my dear husband is not the type to get aggressive with a woman, that leavesmeto deal with those who don't understand the meaning of the wordno.
With the drama of the night behind us, we can finally enjoy a good meal, and the fact that Raf suddenly doesn't seem to mind if people see us become overly touchy-feely.
