suspended in my time constraints i waited for the moment she would unlock the door and we could escape the conditional universe but she had stuff to do first, skiing trips, holidays, work, parties, entertainment pursuits and her entourage of candidates waiting for her hand, to encourage. she was in the thrall of the glamour.
i had placed myself in the entrapment and time was closing in around me. the side effect being i could no longer move, in a state of quantum entanglement as she began to also feel the conditions i was in. she was strong-willed and deliberate, a calculated plan to defy gravity, whereas he was fearless about natural laws of this universe and bold enough to surrender to them when necessary. but the time cage was constricting each day due to her resistance.
he had used his abilities to render it incremental in restriction so it was a pace he could manage but now it was difficult to breathe, difficult to think as overwhelmingly the cage was tighter and tighter and he began to feel it against his flesh. 
he wanted her liberation, and now he wanted his own. 
in processes beyond physics he traveled through space until the nexus point existed in his own mind and outside it, the point where the cage began to return through the timeline and reverse itself.
conditions began to change, the queen would notice slight fluctuations but never fully understand the consequences. messages she picked up began to split her thoughts in two streams, two universes created by her came into existence and she could not decide which one she wanted, whereas he chose only one. thus the continuum contradicts itself and she began to experience the spirit of confusion but never know what to do with it. it began to play random tricks with her, and the universe it had no place within. the spirit was clever. it knew than once she had stepped into the spiritual zone if she went back to its universe she would be even more confused as everything becomes mixed up.
the spirit of confusion made its presence known to him, it teased him and gradually entered his moments with her. it violated time, it played dumb tricks and created chaos where there should be none, it manifested through people, but he saw through it whereas she invested in its presence and gave it meaning. maybe it was her defenses, protector or ally. she wrestled with it but it also wrestled with her, thus the spirit of confusion grew. 
due to the strange strong connection, they shared the spirit of confusion began to enter his world, plaguing him with foggy thoughts uncertainty, a strange malaise. it was as if a virus separated them, and all attempts to unite were sabotaged. 
on the occasions when they were together the spirit of confusion had no real power, it usually operated when they were apart as in the physical presence of it they grew immune but on the mental planes. it thrived. in separation it became a parasite, black and spiderlike it took from its host the one thing she needed to be free.
the polarities between love and moments of despair increased until eventually, the whole of her was no longer her, she was unrecognizable to him. no longer beautiful, no longer the queen, she was the parasite now, feeding on confusion and thriving in it. sucking from both worlds.
dr. strange knew in order to be free he had to let go, completely cut all connections with her, let her lose the one thing she should never lose. her soul. 
he undid the spell. undid himself, reordered a new reality where she was no longer in it, no memory, no attachment, no significance, nothing of her remained, nothing except a love he could never speak to her about again. 
then she was free of him, free to party, chase her wants, go on her trips with her suitors, she could do whatever she wanted to do now, it no longer mattered. nothing mattered anymore because she never really felt anything to dr. strange other than he was her nemesis and she would always wonder what happened to the soul she once experienced.
dr. strange made peace with this universe, he knew all its secrets but that 'special 'love was denied him. he was okay about this because love in his experience was overrated, it was a disappointment and he would be fine without it. alone.