Dr Wilson, walked past her, his gaze flickered away uncomfortably.
Ava saw him walk briskly down the hallway, into the theater.
Maria came reluctantly to where she stood outside the cafeteria, and put her hands loosely on her shoulder. "He's broken Ava, obsessed with loving you alone. He'd do to that Janitor, what he did to Frodd, if he finds him." Ava's shoulders shrugged. "Do you think that's what he came here to do, find the Janitor?" Ava leaned forward, close to Maria's bossom. Her eyes filled with concern.
"Certainly. He shouldn't be here at this time. It's more than an hour we saw him in the waiting room."
Ava's muscle moved again. She swayed her head slightly, fixing a wayward tendril back into her hair bun.
"Maria, how soon will he understand l have no feelings, pointed to that direction. I hate to say this, but Dr Wilson, won't make me resent him.He's treated me with respect, and l won't add anymore burden to what my heart already bears."
