Ego
She loved him. She loved everything about him. Every bit of him. She....she adored him....
But it only fed his ego.
Fed it because it is the only place that starved in him. Not his heart, not,his mind, no, not even his soul. but his ego. No matter how much she gave mentally. Physically. It never satisfied him. Never satisfied his ego. She gave, and gave, and gave. And he took. Nothing more.
But yet.
She.
Adored him. 3
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