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She had been locked in the room, sure, he put her there but he knew that the loneliness would wear her down. Day in and day out, he would go on about his own business, looking for a replacement if what Ruby and he had didn’t work out.But when have things like this ever worked out?The sobbing on the other side of the door had stopped, the man could hear her pacing back and forth in the small room, walking back and forth. The noise of the rusty springs of the mattress she plopped down on creaked when she tired of it. She grew anxious, antsy, no longer could she sit still, spending the last few days with nobody other than herself with absolutely nothing to do– how else did she expect to feel?And when he finally, finally opened the door and let the meek light from the hallway flood into the door, Eddie had the biggest smile on his face. Splattered with blood, the sores on his face slowly healing once more, his clothing in relatively good repair. He’d been waiting to do this and even though he was in a bit of a pinch right before he went to visit her, the man did all he could to look good.“I heard you’ve been missing me, darling.”
