She had spent eight years unable to feel her own anger because feeling it would have required admitting how much she’d given up.

Now she could feel all of it, and she found, turning it over, that most of it had already quietly resolved into something lighter and more permanent than anger.

It had resolved into indifference — the real kind, the kind you cannot perform, the kind that arrives only when a person has genuinely stopped occupying the center of your life.

Chapter 26 — The Panel That No Longer Hides

The separation ran its course, without an immediate reconciliation and without a public war.

Lenore kept business decisions apart from personal ones as much as she could — but she no longer let that separation mean hiding herself.