Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

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Every time she was with him, Eileen found herself recalling things she thought she had forgotten but somehow still remembered.

In the past… how did she alleviate these inner torments?

The answer was to inflict pain upon herself, using physical suffering to counteract the sorrow within.

Even though it was self-harm there was no sensation, only a greater sense of pleasure.

Eileen found a pair of scissors in the kitchen and cut a wound on her small arm. The first time, it didn’t bleed, but oh how her heart ached even more!

During the second attempt, blood was shed….

The droplet of blood that emerged fell into the pool, its color diffusing into the water before flowing into the drain

Eileen’s mouth curved into a smile.

In the pitch-black room, her laughter resembled that of a tormented spirit.

Then, there was the third time….

Because physical pain lessened the agony of the mind.

Watching the blood slowly drip down, Eileen found a perverse satisfaction. With each drop of blood that flowed, she felt a sense of release.

When Eric saw her self-harming, there was no worry or sadness in his eyes as he discovered her. Instead, he picked up the knife, grabbed her hand, and forcefully made another cut in the same spot.

It was deep enough to see the bone.

Later, due to excessive blood loss, she passed out.

When she woke up, she found herself locked up

“She’s

not insane. She

she was just sick, and it might… it might take a very long time

you doing?”

voice echoed in the unlit living room.

Blake light was so intense that it made her

the scissors

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faint gaze. This time,

dangerous gaze fixed on her. The next moment, it seemed as if he could

Eileen’s face. I just want to case the

taking my medicine and getting a good night’s sleep. But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even thought about tearing out my own heart, wondering if it

but I just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I don’t know how to get better on

as if it was spoken to

sank at

Eileen was pulled into an embrace. The emotions she had nowhere to vent were still there. In the same position

long while. Eileen realized that she had become unexpectedly

cull holding the blood-dripping scissors in her

it was not just Eileen

Eileen’s wound, which was quite superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized daily.

“Feeling better now?”

was soaked in blood. Due to excessive blood loss, her face was visibly pale. She hung her head in silence, not

loose hair behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for you. What would

“Just leave.”

best dish Eric could make was just pasta.

calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

bowl of beef macaroni soup. He placed it on the table, then turned around to

into her bowl, then poured in some soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto the table. “Come and eat,

halted. Her foot that was stepping onto the staircase retracted. She was quickly pulled back into place by a man, a fork thrust into her hand. However, she threw it in front of him, and the bowl shattered. The soup and pasta spilled

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cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear, as

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