CHAPTER 41

Audrey’s POV

“What are those?”

I pointed at some brown paper bag rolled into short sticks.

“Are you serious?” He looked at me like I was growing a second head.

“Trudeau, you can not—” My hands were slapped over my mouth right before I gave a pass for the action to take place in my head. It was strange. To have that level of response already ingrained in my head when I have only been here for 4 days.

“No, no” he gently peeled off my palm placed tightly over my mouth. “please, don’t do that. Do say my name. I mean, of course, that’s when we are in a private space and there are no other listening ears around.”

I didn’t feel the conviction. Not in the way he said ‘private space’, or how he picked at my palm with his—like I was some fragile filth that would fall apart. I try to send those thoughts away by vigorously shaking my head to keep the thoughts at bay.

“Okay…I will keep that in mind.” I accepted his term.

He seemed quite happy about it, nodding his head severally before focusi