The Cage of Silence
Language: en
To stop me from "clinging" to him, Silas Sterling locked me in a mental asylum. Every time I spoke his name, I was shocked with electricity. Every time I showed a hint of jealousy toward his "Eternal Muse," I was forced to kneel for a day on a path of jagged glass. Three years later, the "rehabilitation" was complete. I became the perfect, docile wife Silas wanted—quiet, compliant, and never asking for a thing. When he brought his muse home, I thoughtfully bought them protection. When he abandoned me, bleeding and dying after a car crash, to take her out for a moonlit drive, I didn't…