"See, once you leave your original standard of living, step out of your comfort zone, you panic," Yigol Novak laughed.
"But..." Sana Woods felt powerless to argue.
Actually, she knew that Yigol was right, but she just didn't want to admit it.
Upon reflection, it did really make sense.
Though young, she had witnessed numerous marital tragedies, and many women lived in unbearable suffering, yet lacked the ability to leave their situations.
"I admit that you're right, but..."
"But what? Here's a simple example: you're now in the big city, exposed to its prosperity. Would you be willing to go back and live in your old hometown?"
"Take what you bought today, for example. You genuinely like it, right? If I didn't buy it for you, could you afford it? You have no rebuttal, right?" Yigol continued by taking another tack. "Think about it from a different angle: If you had the ability, and I said this to you, you could easily rebut me. You could totally buy what you like yourself."
