wickedbabymonitor: She felt him open the door and look at her. Some part of the old her, who had exi
wickedbabymonitor: She felt him open the door and look at her. Some part of the old her, who had existed before all this, knew that he would be happy with what he saw, with what she’d become. She knew he’d be smiling to see that she had walked on her own to the clothes he set out for her, put them on, put her paci in her mouth, and held her new friend Mr Bunny. He had told her eventually she would do these things. She hadn’t believed him. She was a smart, grown woman and he would never break her. Never regress her by force. Never keep her locked up in this pretty pink room until she gave in. But she had been wrong. Daddy was always right. -- source link