Catching the prey

Mitch didn't speak of what happened in the sitting room, and I didn't press that. I just let him do whatever he wished, while looking for that slut, Helen. I had yet to find her, but I knew I would, and I did. I found her two weeks later, in a grocery store. I had just gone over to get some things when I met her.

"Helen!" I called out, waving at her, smiling like one who had seen a best friend. I rushed over to her, still grinning.

Her eyes widened when she saw me. She looked like a deer caught in headlights as she waited for me to arrive. The guilt in her eyes was enough for me to know she knew what happened that fateful day.

“Hi.” She smiled. “What brings you here? Are you here to get groceries? What about your mates?” She asked, looking behind me as if they were hiding at my back.

“Oh, them? I don't eat with them anymore. Since they found me in bed with a man, they haven't spoken to me. We are now like strangers sharing the same roof.” I sniffed, dabbing under my eyes with my h