XXI. "where being wanted became a thrill I never knew"
Everyone leaves him, he thinks ruefully. Even though he bid – no, ordered her to leave, he still feels abandoned. Perhaps it is because of the way she and her lover departed in tender song, so soft and pure in the gloom of a place which knows neither quality. The ring in his hand is all that is keeping him from losing his mind completely.
He looks up at the mirrors hatefully, as if they are the source of all his woes. And as he moves to shatter them, he realizes that the only people who ever wanted to keep him around were those who hurt him the most.
