While Michele was looking for fresh air by the pool, Anxia looked for one on the roof while looking at the night sky. At first, her vision was clear, but it became more and more blurry as if something was blocking her eyes.
"I've really turned into a crybaby," Anxia muttered as she bent her knees in front of her chest, then looked at her hands on her knees as she buried her head behind her folded hands.
She tried to calm herself down so she wouldn't keep crying. Although tears had stopped flowing, her heart still ached. Anxia never expected that fighting with her husband would make her this painful. She would not have quarreled with her husband if she had known this.
Why? Why does she always make mistakes? Why did she always end up regretting she did something?
