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How does it feel to be second rate?
"I wouldn't know. Why don't you tell me?"
"Too early to fool me with those lies"
"Another man fathered the children you adore and fucked the woman you loved. So please, you and I both know those are not lies. You are second in every way.
"Funny you say that. Your father spent a good portion of his life trying to recreate what I did. Yet, both of you failed, miserably. Such crass words... Tell me... Who do you really think you are, child? You think that woman is your mother. Laughable."
"I don't dwell in any sort of illusion. I don't have a father nor a mother. A creator? Well, I'd think there are many responsible for me - yourself included. I find it ironic that you point out my failures however. All the while, you have a track record of getting your woman stolen from you, which is why you continue to chase what you cannot have. You weren't satisfied with the one you had in your clutches, oh no. You are obsessed only with the ones that got away, isn't that right, old man?"
How does it feel to be second rate?
"I wouldn't know. Why don't you tell me?"
"Too early to fool me with those lies"
"Another man fathered the children you adore and fucked the woman you loved. So please, you and I both know those are not lies. You are second in every way.

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βI thinkβ¦ everyone deserves a chance to prove themselves.β
His immediate reaction was to scoff at her ideals; roll eyes and smugly shake his head at her ridiculous notion Yet, he froze, choking on the words trapped in his throat as he quickly bit down to refrain from being...himself.
He pondered for a moment, reflecting on how he would lace her words with poison and infect with malice. He recited his response over and over, as if reading a script from a play, until it was perfect. All within seconds, the cogs in his mind that had been oiled and abused for years turned with heightened urgency and finally - he knew just what to say.
A devilish grin curved upon his blank expression - copying the nameless always did fill him with such excitement; whether it came from the act itself or the joy of accomplishment - there were goosebumps on his skin whenever everything fell perfectly into place.
Maybe, he truly was him after all.
And so Elias parted his lips to speak with such poise and arrogance, "Is that so Leonora?" His question carried the air of an attack. "And what happens when that 'chance' produces something heinous, hm?" He waltzed around her like a wolf circling his prey, assessing the way her shoulders tensed and eyes widened in shock, drinking in every bit of her that promised him a successful hunt.
He leaned down, lowered his tone and whispered thorns against the rim of her earl;
"What will you do...if a man is out to prove just how much of a monster he is...?"
How does it feel to be second rate?
"I wouldn't know. Why don't you tell me?"
Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to David Gurewitsch featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn
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