“You see but do not understand?” I whispered. {I understand what it is to want.} Not to want. To love. {To love is to want.} The whisper dipped me into darkness. {I loved Maxantarius very much.} The bed split beneath me, sending me falling, spiraling. {Perhaps I could love you, too. What a story we would write together.} Darkness and flames devoured me.
she got the kid in the divorce apparently LMFAOAO
