But being alone all the time, it's always a bit lonely.
However, later on, immersed in that loneliness, Jane Sampson grew accustomed to it.
Once she got used to being alone, on the contrary, she found it hard to adjust to suddenly having another person in her life, in her world.
She began to enjoy the world of solitude, to like living alone, undisturbed, where no one could easily come and go. "I'm sorry." The solitude in her voice that night inexplicably hurt James Black, who also began to feel guilty, "I'll come home to be with you whenever I'm free."
"James Black, you've misunderstood again," Jane's voice was somewhat crisp and cold, "I'm not bringing this up to blame you for anything; I just want to tell you that I can live very well on my own."
James Black felt a sudden throb in his temple.
