Manipulating Marlene: Part Two
- Hamlin
- Jun 18
- 4 min read
Marlene spent the next ten minutes pacing her guest cell, hot with shame and anger and something she refused to identify. She was just starting to convince herself that she’d hallucinated the whole thing—maybe a fever dream, maybe some weird stress-induced psychosis—when the door to her room banged open and Eric barreled in.
