Emma had spent two days in her room, crying without the will to get up.
It was inevitable not to think about looking for her and killing her. She got into where she was not called, destroying Emma's wounded heart which was tired, and thinking, What will he do if she kills her? Will it be like this forever? Would she have to kill all the women in the world so that they did not approach her husband? Could she not trust him? She was tired.
As much as she wanted to have a good relationship with him, there would always be doubts, and it became exhausting. What did she blame them for if he did not refuse them? If he gave himself to them as if she were not enough. He made her feel as if she could not satisfy him, that he had to look for satisfaction in the street. The worst of all was that if
