66. THE MODEL

~RUBY

Several days passed, and the tension between us all died down.

Immediately after the chrysanthemums incident, everyone walked on egg shells around me, like they were protecting me and still checking to see if I was doing anything suspicious.

They should not have bothered, my plan had a solid foundation, and no one would know if I was doing anything.

When they saw that all I seemed to be doing was sleep, eat, and play games on my phone, they relaxed.

Of course they would.

“After all, Ruby listens so well to words of advice,” I thought to myself.

It was a weekday, and Ethan had left for work. Our lovemaking had been the sweet and slow kind, none of the dominant and lights out stuff we used to experiment with sometimes.

Ella was back to being her insufferable self, teasing me relentlessly about the sounds I was always unable to stop making whenever I locked myself in the room with Ethan.

I teased her mercilessly, too, since there was a new variable in her l