Winry had tried to hide the cut on her lip that Envy had created with his teeth from any of the other homunculi, and had surprisingly succeeded.

She found that she missed Envy more than ever lately; he hadn't shown up in her room for several days now.

Little Bradley was a homunculus, and frequently shown up to torment her.

She had never known that shadows could hurt this much, or that some children were extremely sadistic.

Selim hurt her worse than she had ever known a homunculus could, but it wasn't has bad as her longing for Envy.

Winry missed the shape-shifting homunculus like you wouldn't believe.

She had begun having dreams of him kissing her over and over again; the pain never seemed to upset her.

Winry figured that she would spend the rest of her life, pining for the envious homunculus.