Little Cub

Lisa continued to speak, and the short, chubby, meaty hands belonging to Lisa followed the curve of Carlotta's shoulders and neck to Carlotta's neck.

In the pool, Carlotta's white chest was rising and falling with her breathing.

The peculiar scent that seemed to be permeated with sweetness didn't enter Lisa's nostrils along with the water vapor.

This smell, Lisa had smelled it before when she put the necklace on Carlotta.

But today it was especially strong.

There was also a milky scent mixed in.

Lisa's breathing intensified, and the hand that was originally going to pinch Carlotta's delicate neck suddenly stiffened.

She clearly wanted Carlotta's life, so how was it that when the opportunity came, her hand seemed to have a mind of its own?

To keep herself awake, Lisa bit down hard on the left side of her tongue.

The taste of blood washed away the sweet scent and brought clarity back to Lisa's eyes.