She sank into submission; he was consumed by fear of loss. So the control freak met his prisoner.
She longed to be cherished; he enjoyed being admired. So they came together across twenty years of time.
She resisted, yet felt lost; all he wanted was her, but his methods were brutal. So the obsessive man was fated never to find a happy ending.
Admiration for money, submission to power, love at first sight for beauty, loneliness to be dispelled, secret self-satisfaction... Every shameful thing in their marrow wore the same perfect skin: love.
And yet, they could have been something else.
Gambler, lay your cards on the table.
What lies behind your love?
