The perfect woman

The perfect wife and now the perfect widow. All her life she listened to her husband, he was the one who decided what she would wear and now, even in these times before anyone could even say a word she disposed of all her clothes and started wearing only white. They said she was like a devi but the truth was her husband's death had given her the liberation she had searched for all her life. White freed her from the tyranny of colors and after a lifetime of hiding her color blindness, what more could she ask for?