“When he leaves, I sit up and hug my legs tightly to my chest. My ripped clothing brings a chill to my bones and I shiver. I feel used and discarded at once, my light shrinking and wavering in the turbulent sea of wifehood.” MysteryAbandonmentLiteraryFemale SadnessFemale DeprivationLight ShrinkingWifehood Book:Adira and the Dark Horse Source: Adira and the Dark Horse