She’d taken refuge in the scenes adorning the tomb walls. She’d wondered who the ladies were and what their flowers signified, so there wouldn’t be room in her head for thinking about him and how attached she’d become to him—though she’d known from the very beginning, perhaps from the moment she’d first heard his voice, that he was made to break women’s hearts. She’d worked so hard to keep from being hurt again. Now look what she’d done.
