Lina watched him eat, amazed how he chewed a piece of raw meat and savored every bite of it, closing his eyes eagerly, staring at him with her mouth wide open, surprised by his appetite.

“You seem not satisfied, would you like something else? » I asked him, watching him stare at the empty plate in anguish, as if he was surprised that he emptied without realizing.

He was staring at him wanting to lick the trace of blood from him to the last drop, fighting that desire so as not to frighten the one who was watching him in astonishment the whole time he ate.

He pushed the tray...