Mina's heart was so broken that she could not cry, nor could she move. The image of her husband tangled in the arms of another woman was too much for her to bear, but it made sense that he would seek comfort from someone else while she refused to let him touch her. It was early morning hours when he crept back into the room, smelling fresh from a shower as he curled up behind her, careful not to touch her belly. He could likely tell she was awake because he started to caress her suggestively, kissing on her neck and ears in an attempt to arouse her.