bottom of the deep blue sea

Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet She stared at him, blank faced, the Phoebe he knew still hidden far, far away somewhere well beyond his reach. Perhaps she was there, somewhere, silently screaming to regain control, to seek forgiveness, to pull away from this marriage that went against every fiber and cell that made up her person. Or perhaps, that Phoebe had perished beneath the weight of memory mud monsters, ice walls, and three dead children. "You can give me exactly what it is I have asked for, you're simply being selfish and cowardly now that I'm not afraid of spending my days miserable." she said directly, but with no malice or judgement in her tone. An observation from her point of view was all it was. "So we can both be miserable, since we are so alike as you pointed out initially. You will be stuck with me in the marriage and with a commitment you never wanted, and I can be miserable being married to a man who hates me." she said with a shrug, looking back down at her work. "I will see you at the alter, Sunjata."