Chapter 23

　　"Sit down," Before I think of something to break the silence, Freddy says. 　　I choose the sofa on the opposite side. In front of us, there is a laptop. On the screen, there is a video of a monitor. 　　I have recognized that this is the monitor of his bedroom. I can clearly see the bed and the people on the bed. They are he and I. When I see the video showing on the screen, I freeze. 　　I feel that my whole body is stiff. "Are you insane? Why do you put a monitor in your own bedroom? How can anyone do this? What do you want to see? How yourself sleep?" 　　I almost forgot that I slept with him for about one month. In that month, he was a vegetable who could not move or talk, so I simply treated him like a dead man named my husband. 　　In the video, I was doing something rude to him. But instead of being afraid that he may kill me, I feel angry even more. 　　"How can a woman be monitored in her bedroom? It is illegal, right? I should be angry because I should protect myself." I say to myself