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What sentence would pierce him while leaving her intact?
She had built her life so carefully around him. To say something, to do something, to feel something, would be to self-destruct.
She was proud, in a way, that she could still smile as the delicious life she had been savouring turned maggoty in her mouth.
Lost, she wondered what she was doing, and what, if anything, had ever given her a sense of satisfaction?
What did she want, she wondered afresh, and did it matter, as long as she could choose?
