Even love is not an exhibited and exposed rose to pluck so easily. Even if you pluck it, you cann't make it join its roots again. Consider it.

She adores to create drama because monotony kills her high spirits. What would be the consequences of her well planned dramas? What would be the ultimate result of her own follies? How would she deal with her husband and her children? Have you ever seen a person who is self destructive? If yes, let us revise. If no, let us see....