Sometimes, when she looks at herself in the mirror, she feels that even if her face remains youthful, her heart has aged beyond measure.
She is only 23, yet it seems she has already experienced hardships that others may never encounter in a lifetime.
"Then what is it that you want?" he asked, his fingers gripping her chin.
She remained silent. What she wanted most was to form a family with the person she loved; she yearned for a family so deeply. Yet he shattered her longing effortlessly.
"Except for the child, whatever you want, I will give it to you," he said, his face lightly brushing against her cheek, seemingly seeking longing, "Mabel, forget about this matter, we will be good, we definitely will be."
How could she possibly forget? Especially after what happened at the tavern with Francine Howards... But talking about these things now would be meaningless.
"What if I insist on divorce?" she said.
