It was off, the idesk was off and she was in his arms, trembling and afraid. Afraid that anything she said or did would make things worse for them. But also knowing that her silence, coupled with her obvious fear made things worse for him. She buried her face in his neck, knowing that even this was violating the agreement she had with Oberhall. She was supposed to hold him at arms length, this wasn’t arms length and she didn’t think she could do that. Ever. Not now.
Somehow, knowing she was already defying him once gave her the strength to defy Oberhall again. She spoke, softly and near his ear, hoping that it was safe to do so.
“Oberhall recorded our lovemaking. He showed it to me. He…” she faltered, shame filling her. “he has the whole thing, sounds and image. He said he used your idesk. He is going to show it to people if I don’t do as he says. He wants me to testify against you, that’s what the visitors are, at least in part. I am supposed to stay away from you and not tell you. We can’t stay here. I… I feel so…” she lifted her head from his shoulder, her eyes brimming over with tears as her lip quivered. She’d never looked so lost, not even when she’d been so recently revived.
“I feel so violated. He watched us, made comments about it. It was so beautiful and now he’s taken it away and I know, no matter what he said, he’s going to show it to people. Why does he hate you so much? Why does he hate me?”
Her head dropped back onto his shoulder and she sobbed helplessly into his arms.