How she wished... that time could just stay still, frozen, allowing him and her to be together in peace.
Howard Coleman was willing to come home, willing to eat the late-night snack she prepared, willing to lie with her calmly in the same bed... willing to block that knife for her without hesitation; did that mean that there was still hope for her and the Howard she loved?
Deep in her heart she knew, what Howard did for her wasn't at all great, yet she was already content.
He didn't love her; he even harbored some hatred towards her. It was she who had ruined the first love and affection of his life. Therefore, the fact that he was willing to coexist with her peacefully felt like a blessing from heaven.
Madeleine turned with a smile, gazing at Howard's sleeping form in the dim light of the sleep lamp. In that moment, her heart suddenly found an extraordinary calm.
