It’s funny how much she acts like she hates me, but when we’re alone in her room, and it’s just the two of us, she melts like butter in my hands. In a way, I’m giving us both a reprieve. I get one hour of control, and she gets one hour to let go and pretend we aren’t enemies.
Mmmm. It goes for you too. You act like you hate her but constantly think of her and crave her. Check in on her make sure she’s good.
