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It’s come between them, now, but from him? from her? Or is it something engendered between them, now she is human? … again.
She’s borne it before, so many times - the desire of men, watched their interest in her turn unerringly to self-love, every time, until it took root inside her and grew, grew until it killed her, and rebirthed her. She can not bear it again.
It’s something humans will never understand. She gazes out into the LA sunshine and almost wants to weep. We all have a demon inside us.
And she can still turn them, Darla can.
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