My Yandere Robot Wife

You chose 2.

What was done was done. You might as well eat first.

You were genuinely starving. The fright you’d just gotten had only made you hungrier.

You grabbed the half a loaf of bread and, without a care for appearances, stuffed it into your mouth and wolfed it down.

The bread was soft, with a cheap sweetness to it.

You swallowed the entire piece in three bites, then nearly choked, rolling your eyes as you struggled for air.

You quickly unscrewed the water bottle and gulped down a couple of mouthfuls. Only then did you begin to feel better.

You let out a long sigh of relief, but a trace of disappointment lingered.

The taste of this bread was worlds apart from the Crazy Girl’s cooking.