"why did you make me want to live? why did you do that to me?"
"because i wished it. isn´t that enough?"
"yes, it is enough. but if one day you didn´t wish it. what should i do then? suppose you took this happiness away when i wasn´t looking..."
"and lose my own? who´d be so foolish?"
"i am not used to happiness," she said. "it makes me afraid"
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