In a ward a little distance from the theater, Rwana was currently moaning and yelling out crazily.
The beds within the ward all had curtains around them for privacy.... as well as a stool and bedroom table beside it.
The girl looked weak, haggard and exhausted.
Her blond hair was messy and rough.... and her lips had little blood stains on them, from her biting them when trying to handle the pain she was currently experiencing.
Just who the hell said that childbirth was the best thing in the world?
She felt like after this experience, she may never allow her husband to touch her again... over her dead body!!
She honestly felt like someone was currently stabing her with hundreds of knives all over her body... especially her back.
If her husband were here, then she was sure that she would punch him hard and give him a piece of her mind.
Bastard!!!
