"People see me now." She smiled ruefully, sadly. "I guess you know all about having everything change in a blink. The think is, I like my new life. I have new clothes, jewelry, an allowance. A room slave. I guess what I'm seeing is that maybe I didn't hate the hierarchy, maybe I just hated being at the bottom of it. So every time I enjoy something, it feels like confirmation that I'm a hypocrite."
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
The Black Prism - Pg 394
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