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I hated that he defied me, fought and pushed back when all I’d done was give.
What happened to me then was happening to me now—like I’d torn my skin to pieces, removing every one of my organs. I didn’t need them anymore, not as long as I had him.
“Are you trying to fatten me up so you can eat me?” He dropped his fork. “What the fuck?”
“It’s not conceited when you look the way you do.” “I think I look like an old carrot.” “I love old carrots.” “Lucky me then.”
I wanted him to need me.
I kept my expression neutral, nodding as though I was the coolest cucumber in the refrigerator. Inside, I was screaming.
