Lizzy Stewart

Patrick Kerr wanted a woman who did not exist. A woman without conflict or thought, who didn’t worry about paying bills or cooking meals. He wanted someone who didn’t worry about birth control, someone who never got the flu. He wanted a woman who would never need anything from him, yet also who could be utterly reliant on him. He wanted to mould someone in his own image, but for that image to also remain the perfect image of femininity. When he met me, he wanted me because I was young and ready to be devoted; later he wanted me because I knew all his rules, and I adhered to them absolutely. When, finally, he didn’t want me at all, it was because I had found my own corner of the world and refused to let it assimilate into his.