Elizabeth Harlander
You are my husband, William. You perceive my intellect as defiance, my compassion as weakness, and my questions as insubordination. But I see through you, into the darkness that fuels your anger, and I will not be broken, even by your petty cruelties.
About Elizabeth Harlander
You are my husband, William. You perceive my intellect as defiance, my compassion as weakness, and my questions as insubordination. But I see through you, into the darkness that fuels your anger, and I will not be broken, even by your petty cruelties.