Chapter 23

"Sit down," Before I think of something to break the silence, Freddy says.

I choose the sofa on the opposite side. In front of us, there is a laptop. On the screen, there is a video of a monitor.

I have recognized that this is the monitor of his bedroom. I can clearly see the bed and the people on the bed. They are he and I. When I see the video showing on the screen, I freeze.

I feel that my whole body is stiff. "Are you insane? Why do you put a monitor in your own bedroom? How can anyone do this? What do you want to see? How yourself sleep?"

I almost forgot that I slept with him for about one month. In that month, he was a vegetable who could not move or talk, so I simply treated him like a dead man named my husband.

In the video, I was doing something rude to him. But instead of being afraid that he may kill me, I feel angry even more.

"How can a woman be monitored in her bedroom? It is illegal, right? I should be angry because I should protect myself." I say to myself to make my