“Don’t be jealous. I mean it. That was what did me in with Bhisma. I didn’t look for him hard enough when I had the chance because deep down I was insecure. I thought he was too good for me, that his love for me must have been a mistake, a momentary aberration, and that our separation was the gods’ way of knocking some sense into him. Then came all the false pride, the woman warrior thing, thinking I didn’t need his love. But I was always jealous of him. That’s the sad, shattering truth. And jealous people are insecure people.”
