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Then the gods listened. They put warm, rushing blood into my stone veins. They gave me a pulse.

I looked down at his hand on my skin. I did not flinch. I did not cry. Galatea - Madeline Miller.epub

"You made the statue," I told him, prying his fingers away with a strength that shocked him. "But the gods made the woman. And the woman belongs to no one." Then the gods listened

But Pygmalion forgot one crucial thing about living breathing creatures. " I told him

I was no longer a masterpiece on a pedestal. I was a mother, a human, and finally, completely free.