TIMERANTE'S POV
I listened to the woman's curses and screams, anger burning fiercely in my heart like a raging fire.
This woman was nothing but a wretched b***h!
At that moment, I caught a whiff of her unique scent.
Her emotions were so intense that the scent overwhelmed me.
Her curses and cries echoed in my mind, increasingly irritating me.
"Shut up, you damn woman!" I thought.
She must be dreaming that she could win my sympathy with her tricks.
Sonja was the only one in my heart, and her few tears wouldn't sway me!
Damn it!
I couldn't stand being here any longer.
Thus, I stormed away from the silver dungeon, taking long strides.
***
The situation worsened over the next few days.
That wretched woman went on a hunger strike.
Every day when I brought the witch doctor to draw
