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She sensed his discerning presence. She had been expecting him for a while; yet was unsure about the time of his arrival. But he had come, and she surrendered. I remember her before he came- strong and beautiful. Now she was his prisoner and he the prison guard, refusing her liberation. How could he be so cruel, so torturous? The hair he wrenched out of her head used to be a bed of flowing honey. I remember the last time I held it, final time I saw it, all glossy and golden. All I saw was a scalp blanketed in bareness. Her eyes, once electric, were dry and grey. Her lips, once passionate, were indifferent. They could no longer taste the sweetness of life- a life that was once a firecracker, a life that lived. But I still loved her; I loved her with the fire of a billion suns-I loved her, yet I loathed him.

The very though of him sent me into hysterics, relentlessly bawling for hours. An ocean of tears was before me, and I was drowning. I would have done anything to save her from him, but it was impossible. Never before have I felt so helpless. I had always been the know-it- all prodigy, the one who had all the answers. I could not conquer him, nor could any weapon or army.

During his stay, her and I would often talk. I asked her if she was afraid of him. She nodded her head ever so softly as if she did not want to inflict this fear upon me too. With his arrival, came sleepless nights for both of us. She, unable to rest because of all the baggage he brought, and me, out of guilt. How could I have possibly slept when the...