EDNA
“Edna, did you really think so?” He repeated, staring at me with so much pain in his heart that made mine tremble.
Suddenly, countless memories flashed in my mind.
The way he always looked at me gently.
The way he treated him differently from other women. He never allowed others to touch him, but I can’t count the number of times I have.
He allowed me into his personal space, but I assumed he did it because we were close friends.
The way he quickly agreed to the marriage contract without even thinking about it, it was all very clear and yet I still failed to see it.
The way he would subtly tease me. I remembered when he saw the naked that night and how he had looked like he was about to lose control. Yet, I dismissed it with the excuse that he was angry. The way he had almost k
