Chapter 16

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The bride begins by describing herself as cold, ivory‑white, like snow, convinced the man would never touch her. He defies this, kissing her stone‑cool lips and thumb‑ing her marbled eyes while speaking blunt, terrifying endearments. She hears the sea and drowns his words, yet he continues, shouting, and presenting polished pebbles, little bells, pearls, necklaces, and rings, calling them “girly things.” He runs clammy hands along her limbs, presses his fingers into her flesh, squeezes, and searches for any bruise, scar, or mark—his nails like claws—but finds none. He props her up on pillows, “jawed” all night, while her heart remains ice and glass and his voice is gravelly and hoarse, speaking in contradictory “white black” terms. Deciding to change, she warms like candle wax, kisses him back, becomes soft and pliable, begins to moan, gets hot, arches, coils, writhe, begs for his child, and at climax screams her head off—though she frames it as an act. After this intense encounter, she has not seen the man since, ending the monologue with “Simple as that.”