o13. [She drifts through the house aimlessly without Troilus around. Sometimes he'd bring home little things for her. Sometimes she'd bring home flowers. Now there's nothing. Why bother bringing home flowers or the leftover cupcakes that Roy gives her after work?
Well, maybe the cupcakes are still important. She brings them back and eats one for dinner, the frosting sweet and red. She wipes her hand across her lips and it comes away looking too bright. She turns off the lights, which helps a little bit.
Times like this, she doesn't know how a princess of Troy got to this point. She's a failure and she knows it. She couldn't even keep Troilus here, where he belongs, with the rest of them.
She doesn't turn the lights back on that night.]
everything's clearer on the backs of your eyelids but to see that you have to close your eyes.