One would assume she should be pleased and content. After all, she had feigned pregnancy, and yet he hadn't shunned or even been angry with her for lying. Instead, he had been so 'considerate' and supportive during her 'abortion,' even arranging everything so well that she had to trip over no hurdles, and the matter was over.
However, she was far from happy; on the contrary, she felt increasingly miserable. Her nose was sour, and the steam rising from the hot soup made her eyes uncomfortable as they pierced directly into them.
No matter how strong she was, no matter how hard-hearted she had prepared herself to be, she failed at this moment to hold back her tears. Eventually, due to the hot air, they broke loose, and her crystal-clear tears came pouring down into the scalding, aromatic chicken soup.
