He opened the door and stepped aside, allowing her to cross the threshold.
You’re late. Testing me, are you?
Why am I here?
This is what you want. This is what you need. And you know it.
What have you done to me?
I’ve done nothing but allow you to be you.
You’ve freed me?
You’re free. Everything you are, from the surface to your core, is free.
She covered her face with her hands, weeping silently into them.
Why do you weep?
I’ve never been free.
Pulling her hands from her face, he firmly spoke, Get used to it.