Martin remained in his room devastated. He had not been out of his room since he had returned back home. He lay on his bed, hopeless and heartbroken. How could Marie leave him? Why did she leave him? His chest hurt so much. There was nothing anyone could tell him to make him at peace.
He had not had his bath in days, he was sure he was smelly and of course he must look like a monster. Worse, stupid Julia had come to give him a headache. He had no interest in seeing that one. Was she really thinking he was going to marry her? She must be mad.
He heard a light knock on the door. He turned on the other side of the bed and ignored whoever it was. The knocking continued. Why would they not let him have peace in his suffering? He rolled and tried hi
