Sibyl’s POV
I went into her bedroom.
The curtains were ajar and the room looked rather dark.
I felt that I had stepped on something. I looked down and saw a pair of underwear with some translucent liquid on it.
This color and size don't look like a woman's underwear, but a man's.
I blush at the thought of the red mark on Manolo's neck.
Lowa is a woman of passion and courage. When she wants something, she acts to win it, and when she is hurt, she doesn't hesitate to slap someone she hates in the face. By contrast, I am much weaker. Azariah once fought for my husband in such a dirty way that my first reaction was to leave with a broken heart. Come to think of it now, I am really too easily to be bullied. If God had given me another chance, I would have expressed my feelings as directly as Lowa did, such as going to Azariah's house and slapping her.
