I imagine myself as Starrick’s wife. It’s a marriage of convenience – a business man of his stature cannot be without a wife at his age, and his line must continue. At first, he only treats me with cold civility. As time passes, he treats me with a warm affection, but he is still distant and removed, and considers me only of use for his public image. Except in the bedroom. It becomes very clear very quickly he intends to take me everywhere and anywhere, as roughly as he can, as often as he can.