She stared intently at the moon through the window pane. Her happiness was akin to the moon. On some days, it would vanish completely leaving behind no traces of its existence. Then it would gradually materialize from nowhere and rule the night sky with its radiance; but it is only ephemeral. It wanes away only to fall into a cycle. But there was something invariable. Just as the moon gets its light from the sun and the sun only, her happiness came from him.
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