He looks at her confused, why does she have to be so difficult. All he ever asked for is her undivided attention, her passionate promise that she loves no one more than him.
What do those children give her? Do they work hard to give her every material thing? No, they make her perfectly crazy; they run her ragged and leave her too tired to accommodate his needs at the end of the day.
Why is she crying... again? His face a stone tablet of resentment.
Her children... someday they'll be gone, then she'll see, then he will be happy.


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