Outwardly she mimicked his smug demeanour; inwardly her stomach knotted. She felt her heart pounding. When had she started to mirror his behaviour? He who was once kind and thoughtful but now took every opportunity to demean her.
I don’t like this new me, she frowned.
Later, lured with another morsel of poison bait, she feigned innocence. Responded with a smile and a compliment.
Her heart soared. She felt her soul returning.
His face fell.