"Why, ha? How come you never believed me? I told the truth, and you still don't believe me. Is that what you call love? You once said, you love me, but love is not like this, Bram! You forced me to tell the truth about what I said. You cornered me with nonsense questions, while you know I am your wife! I am the woman you married, and you are the man I married. I would never even think of betraying you, even though you have another woman!" growled Clara.
Bram was silent when he heard Clara's words. He loosened his hand until his hand slipped from Clara's shoulder. Bram's hand no longer gripped Clara's shoulder.
"Please, if you love me, then get to know me, Bram. That way, you will understand who I am. After that, don't force me to keep telling the truth again and again. I'm really tired," Clara said.
Again, Bram was silent. Clara was about to get out of the bathroom, but she stopped when she heard Bram's question.
"Do you regret marrying me?" asked Bram.
