"I am telling you to say something to me! Show some displeasure! Hit me! Curse me for being a bad person! Stop looking at me like I mean nothing to you!" He showed his displeasure with so much emotion yet Myrtle stood in a corner staring back at him with wide eyes.
"Even now! When you hold onto that box so dearly I think I am being stabbed to death! And yet you said nothing to your HUsband when he brought in a mistress. You even took a slap for her! YOu treated like a sister as if she was here for a vacation! When I did something unthinkable you still sat back and watched silently... You didn't say anything until it was related to your brother! You cried you fought me but for whom? Your brother, not yourself! Tell me why are you doing this? Do you hate me so much? Do I despise you that much? Are you doing this because I left you when we got married?" He held onto her hands again.
