He had never heard a dear so cutting. She could not have had any affection for him before the change, could she? Surely fondness did not fade so fast – and yet, Philip had seen no sign of it.
The weather, the food... maybe it was because Philip felt like he had woken up lashed to the mast of a sinking ship that he felt better placed to blow some cannon holes in it now. If getting a sentence out of her was like pulling teeth, maybe the whole thing was already rotten.
Or maybe this was just how some people were content to live? (He didn’t know. He wouldn’t know. He hadn’t gotten to live, had he?)
Her sips of wine felt disdainful and judgemental, like she was goading him every time she lifted the glass to her lips. Well. Philip was sure he could play that game. “No. But you could start,” he suggested, a new caustic glint in his eye, “by reminding me why I married you.”
The weather, the food... maybe it was because Philip felt like he had woken up lashed to the mast of a sinking ship that he felt better placed to blow some cannon holes in it now. If getting a sentence out of her was like pulling teeth, maybe the whole thing was already rotten.
Or maybe this was just how some people were content to live? (He didn’t know. He wouldn’t know. He hadn’t gotten to live, had he?)
Her sips of wine felt disdainful and judgemental, like she was goading him every time she lifted the glass to her lips. Well. Philip was sure he could play that game. “No. But you could start,” he suggested, a new caustic glint in his eye, “by reminding me why I married you.”
