"The rest of my life, but in what condition?" Elizabeth demanded, surprising herself with unusual anger.
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"I know, I know you tried your best, but, what is that strange feeling inside of me then? Did you...take anything out? Is such a thing even possible? I wish I felt more like myself, but I don't fully. Could you add anything, to...make me better," she suddenly wondered, with a hope gleaming in her eyes.
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"The dream might fade, if all is normal, but all the rest. Oh Victor, I really don't thin you understand," the young woman complained. She could not state precisely what befell her, only that she felt bad, empty inside. Prone to fears, irrationality, even anger, and she could not remember any of it from before.
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"I can bear through the dreams," Elizabeth thoughtfully concluded. "It is the rest I am worried about. All of...this," she pointed with the index finger of her right hand towards her head.
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Victor's arm around her felt supportive at first, but then began feeling suffocating.
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It was all her she knew it. At least the new her, and she looked forward to the time when Victor would fix her. Make her good again.
Kat