This female intimacy borne from conflict is truer to life than perfectly manufactured, hyperfictional Victorian romance, and as a result, compels attention despite its lack of focus.
"It would almost be funny, how fragile a man and his ego can be, if it weren’t so very literally deadly. She never used to think of it as anything more than catcalls, mere shouting voices, side-eyed glances, all cast into the darkest pits of her memory."
