True. I take issue with some of the autopsy stuff (there's no MPD MD, why did the bodies smell of formalin when they were fresh, etc.?) But this right here is what makes everything work for me:
Where was the anger? Why wasn't he aiming it at me? I needed him to be angry so that I could be indifferent to it. His hands slid closer, brushing against my hips and I tried to stand up, but he was too close and I slumped back down without grace.
His face was buried in my neck and he was rocking me, crooning lullaby nonsense and I was so angry with him for infantilizing me. Except that I was also sobbing, without any idea how that had happened, and he had to stop being nice so that I could remember how to be strong.
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Where was the anger? Why wasn't he aiming it at me? I needed him to be angry so that I could be indifferent to it. His hands slid closer, brushing against my hips and I tried to stand up, but he was too close and I slumped back down without grace.
His face was buried in my neck and he was rocking me, crooning lullaby nonsense and I was so angry with him for infantilizing me. Except that I was also sobbing, without any idea how that had happened, and he had to stop being nice so that I could remember how to be strong.