I had nothing left that was just my own. I had to set down roots in another’s front yard, grow new shoots there, bloom there. He was getting attached, while my identity was melting away. Even my name got lost. Do you know what my new name was? His wife. My body, my mind were not my own. To my surprise, he desired my body, whose power to bounce back even I was unaware of. He devoured me. Except in those moments, the sceptre of power you had bestowed on him shone in his hands. From where all his cunningness sprang and in what ways, I don’t know. In an instant he could break my heart into pieces,
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