I can’t even read his name. The man I thought was a comrade has been a foreigner every step of the way. Is he a foe or an ally?

The tougher you fight, the more you show your weakness.I’ve let another man into my heart. And I’m risking my everything for him. Words have no power. I will fight with a gun. 

When I ask you something, I ask as a woman and nothing more.I wish to burn brightly, then wilt.