curtain. He pulled her back around to face him, his grip light. “I wish we could change the world,” he spoke lowly, “but the world doesn’t listen just because you want them to. You think a human woman can just decide one day that all violences against her will stop? You think she can just say so? That it’s over now, because she said so? No. She has to play the game. She has to wait for her moment and choose her words, or she will be laughed at, disregarded, or attacked. That’s our world.” He gently squeezed her wrist. “If they won’t even afford half of their own population the courtesy of
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