She Wolf
And I have no one to blame but myself.
Lying on my bed, from time to time I heard Marta enter the room and, after standing for a while, leave, quietly closing the door behind her. Sometimes she cursed, sometimes she asked for something to eat, drink, most likely her next tincture, but I didn’t want to. She waved it off and asked to be left alone, getting up only for natural needs. I just needed time. Time to try to push one more memory deeper, into the farthest corner of the soul and live on.
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