She was crushed with a sense of her own terrible impotency. I believed that she was my wife, or she would have been safe from me. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. In and out of consciousness she sailed, hearing voices from memory that she could not distinguish from reality. And grasping the thick iron rod, she pushed with all her force against it, while Jack seconded her efforts from within. Their faces had bite marks that were hers. She did not answer him, as she did not know what to say.
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