“I know you’re in there,” I murmur softly, offering the spoon again. “Come back to me. Please. I’m right here.”He leans forward, wrists cocked against the chains as he sniffs at the spoon. Then he flicks a wild-eyed gaze at me before chomping at the wood.I pull the spoon back before he can yank it away with his teeth.He chews madly, juices spilling over his chin and little pieces of shredded beef falling from his lips onto his bare knees.“More?” I pick up another hunk of food and hold it out.As if he’s immediately forgotten that the spoon holds food, he shrinks away from it, lashing out with his foot. I absorb the blow in my knee and gasp at the violence behind it, at the sharp, stabbing pain that lances up my thigh and into my hip.Before he can kick me again, I scramble backward, out of range from his long legs, dragging the bowl with me.He growls and flails around for several moments, kicking out at the water heater and the walls, dragging at his chains.I just wait, trying n
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