Two weeks later, in Susan's house.
Mike was staring at the full moon up in the sky above from the window of his room.
It's already 7:00 in the evening and the night still young.
It's another night of chaotic thinking, torturing himself on what went wrong with his marriage?
Why his wife abandoned him?
WHY?
WHY?????
WHYYYYYYYYYY!?
He'd been wracking his brain upside down trying to find the clue of his wife's inner struggle while they were still together, yet he can't figure her out.
He can't understand her actions!
It's so absurd!
He left the window and went back to bed. He picked up his wife's farewell letter and read it again.
After reading the letter five times he crumpled the letter and threw it on the wall. The letter bounced back and landed on the bed.
He picked up the letter and dropped it on the drawer of the bedside table.
Dammit!
He's going crazy!
He picked up his phone.
