The Bride Stripped Bare: A Novel | 
The opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference. Indifference emotionally, indifference physically.
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The opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference. Indifference emotionally, indifference physically.
No one, though, has any idea of the churn of a secret life. Your desire to crash catastrophe into your world is like a tugging at your shirt. But only sometimes, and then its gone. With the offer of a bath, or a cup of tea, or the dishes done.
You don't have, any more, a sanctuary in kindness and good deeds and surrender; you're changing, you can feel the souring. A thrill plumes through you when couples split, a feeling that order's restored, that it's the way we're all meant to be, alone.
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What have you become? Unhinged, no longer a doormat, just like everyone else?
