First of all, I apologize for not keeping my promise about next entry in my fiction. To tell you the truth I've been lacking inspiration to continue writing it, hence why it's gotten so slow. It's not that I don't have ideas, it's more that I haven't been in the right mood.If it's any consolation, here's a very, very short excerpt of something I've written so far for chapter 09.
Nathalie hurriedly dried herself with a towel before she wrapped herself in it. She went over to the bathroom counter and stood there, looking herself in the eyes, while trying to calm down. "FUCK!" she said with a rather loud voice. This was not a situation Nat had prepared for and all that he could think about was that Claire had seen something she shouldn't have. He stood there for several minutes, looking into Nathalie's eyes in the mirrored reflection. "Damnit. I need to talk to her about this," he thought to himself. He'd pretty much calmed down and proceeded out the door and into the hallway, towards Claire's room. He was reaching for the door handle and was about to barge in before he stopped himself. "Wait, what am I gonna say, what am I gonna do?" He stood there for a while, thinking before he just went ahead and knocked on the door.
I will eventually get back to writing more, so until then, thank you for your patience and interest.
Have a happy easter!