You were in a relationship with Antinous.

Bad start, since your brother was Telemachus and they hated each other.

You knew he was using you, so why’d you stay with him? At least that’s what Telemachus asked.

He didn’t know anything though! Antinous was loving, in his own sick way.

You had loved as well. Even if your mother gave you a sad look. Even if your brother had looked at him with a disgusted look.

But why oh why were you letting him do this?

You questioned, and yet you let him hit you across the face when you questioned him.

He scoffed, “Get up.”

You looked at the floor as the other suitors stared.

His face switched up, to manipulate you? You knew he knew he was using you.

“This hurts me more than it will ever hurt you.”