Jess

“He'd told her she was unhappy, and told her that she deserved better - and she was unhappy, and she knew she should get more from her life than hard work and grief. But those things had not been weaknesses, until he had made them so. But he liked to see her weak, she realized. How many times had he watched her cry, or tried to frighten her, or transformed himself to see her flush and stammer over her words? They were not accidents. They were choices, and he had chosen to shrink her down again and again[...].”
― J.J.A. Harwood, The Thorns Remain