Two days more, I left her. I took the vine out of the cage as she slept, planting it gently in good earth, placing it in a bright window. She did seem so attached to it, I was loath to let it die. But her, she would stay in that cage for as long as it took. Until the edge of death over and over and over, like she had brought me so many times to the edge of madness...

Two days more. In the evening I made myself a small salad. And took it downstairs, to eat sitting on the bottom step. Where she could see.

This time, she did nothing but stare at me pleadingly, longingly, as I ate. Her arms shook with the weight of her thin upper body. And as the salad grew smaller, I saw from the corner of my eye, a small string of saliva slip from her lower lip.

"I..." She croaked through parched throat and cracked lips. "I submit." She whispered. I made no answer, but she didn’t repeat it. Knowing I had heard her clearly. She merely waited.

I stood, placed the bowl with a few sh...

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