Duck Lake No one dies from love; guess I'll be the first

Hypocritical? Reverie pulled away slightly to blink at him, but then he was kissing her and asking if she'd enjoyed it. I did, The words were a little breathy as she recalled it, briefly. Then she couldn't help but add: But it's different... for women. Back in The Gilded Sea, they would have - my father would have - Tears; damn them! She startled herself with the internal swear, and pulled back more, suddenly distraught.
The punishment is death, For being filthy, worthless, used; of course, the punishment for many things had been death in The Gilded Sea. So many things she'd lived in fear of for so long. She reminded herself that this was not The Gilded Sea. I would be... worthless, to them. But - The Gilded Sea is far from here. I left. I ran. She seemed to be trying to reassure herself, now. She blinked the tears away. They were gone, all of them, her whole family.
No. She was the one who was gone.