Translation by Cinthia Albers

S  looked into his eyes, deep blue eyes that she loved so much. How could he even say these things, think these things? She loved him. She proved it every day. She said she loved him ten times a day. She did things for him, made dinners, cleaned the bathroom. How much more did he need from her? Why didn’t he understand?

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