Masquerade

by O.O. Sangoyomi

“She makes that silly flower again and again, yet she still does not understand that it would not have died had it not been beautiful enough to be picked in the first place.”

“What is love but a choice? I do not need to fall in love with you. I have chosen to step into it—and I pray that you choose me as well.”

I had loved him, but so long as I belonged to a man, I would never have any power of my own.