“Oh yes, a beautiful dream.” She gestured around her. “Like the one you gave me.” He looked at her coldly. “You liked it well enough.” “I did,” she said. “Until you gave me your heart.” She began to brush her hair again very vigorously. “Although I’m sure it was a great surprise to you that giving me that shriveled, black organ would awaken human sentiment in me. God only knows it never did for you.
