When Loving You Became Everything: Her Perspective

She never imagined that her life would be hanging by a thread because she had been humiliated. Now he held her in his arms, crying like a child, gripping her hand so tightly he could not speak. When had she ever seen him lose control like this? When she had publicly said cruel, belittling things to him? Yet all he seemed to have left her was the same cold, merciless back. As death drew near, her memories seemed to be fading bit by bit, but she felt they had shared a deep history, with so much left unsaid between them. She remembered that the humiliation she had suffered this time seemed to have something to do with him, yet she had made a will leaving all her wealth to him, to help him through his difficulties. Now she could not remember why. Perhaps this was love. If my love for you is a calamity I cannot escape, then I will give it to you without reservation. Fate was strange, she thought. You were there as my life stirred and as it came to an end, and it was all connected to you. When loving you became everything, I wanted everything to be connected to you.