‘That—’ The voice was still scraping terribly, as if it were a labor to produce it, but the words began to come faster. ‘That I didn’t know as much as I thought I did. That I thought I knew how people should behave, that I thought I was a better person than he was. But one day – one day, he said, I would know that I wasn’t. Until then, I’d be nothing more than an – imposter …’
