She had been through cloudy nights enough for the sunshine to be taken from her. She fought for it. Took a few lives.
She lived. In lieu of the lives.
She loved herself too much.

Butter.... the best thing to happen to mankind

She said, “You are the butter to my bread… the breath to my life…”

He promised, “I will make sure it is a thick spread.”

And she fell in love with him all over again…