Моя жизнь - совокупность моих выборов, а не чьих-то преступлений.
Last week, Jocasta and I became lovers - but don’t alarm
yourself, it is only a carnal act performed in service (not unlike my
role as amanuensis). And I confess, women’s hearts, like their desire,
remain a mystery to me.
Afterwards, she cried and thanked me for bringing life
back into their home - making it clear that Vyvyan had been there the
entire night, between us like the silence between notes that holds the
key to all music.
