Saint referred to it as a romantic weekend away, but I doubt Neo has a romantic bone in his body. Tying women up and torturing them is more his style. The eggs I’m chewing feel like sandpaper in my mouth as the thought lands in my mind, and I find myself fearing for Mom until I remember she’s a lying cow who invited a monster into her bed while it was still warm from my dad. She’s on her own with this.
Ya, I'm having a hard time understanding how her mom could be this stupid.
