Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

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Every time she was with him, Eileen found herself recalling things she thought she had forgotten but somehow still remembered.

In the past… how did she alleviate these inner torments?

The answer was to inflict pain upon herself, using physical suffering to counteract the sorrow within.

Even though it was self-harm there was no sensation, only a greater sense of pleasure.

Eileen found a pair of scissors in the kitchen and cut a wound on her small arm. The first time, it didn’t bleed, but oh how her heart ached even more!

During the second attempt, blood was shed….

The droplet of blood that emerged fell into the pool, its color diffusing into the water before flowing into the drain

Eileen’s mouth curved into a smile.

In the pitch-black room, her laughter resembled that of a tormented spirit.

Then, there was the third time….

Because physical pain lessened the agony of the mind.

Watching the blood slowly drip down, Eileen found a perverse satisfaction. With each drop of blood that flowed, she felt a sense of release.

When Eric saw her self-harming, there was no worry or sadness in his eyes as he discovered her. Instead, he picked up the knife, grabbed her hand, and forcefully made another cut in the same spot.

It was deep enough to see the bone.

Later, due to excessive blood loss, she passed out.

When she woke up, she found herself locked up

He said, “She’s gone mad.”

In reality, she was not insane. She knew exactly what she was doing

it might… it might take a very long

are you

room. The next

intense that it made

and smatched the scissors from her hand.

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a very faint gaze. This time, he saw both worry and anger in

next moment, it seemed as if he could explode with anger at any time. Do you really want

want to

always been diligent about taking my medicine and getting a good night’s sleep. But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve

can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I

if it was spoken

sank at

embrace. The emotions she had nowhere to vent were still there. In the

realized that she had

cull holding the blood-dripping scissors

like it was not just Eileen who

Eileen’s wound, which was quite superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized

“Feeling better now?”

Due to excessive blood loss, her face was visibly pale. She hung

loose hair behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for you. What

“Just leave.”

The best dish Eric could make

very calm, as if nothing had

the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller bowl. It

then poured in some soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto the table. “Come and eat, he said.

bowl shattered. The soup and pasta spilled all over the floor. “Can’t you see? It’s because of you that I’ve become like this? Just keep your distance from me, and I won’t be reminded of the pain, let alone harm myself. Please go! I’m begging

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hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen

you finish eating. I’ll leave

her. After sweeping up the trash,

in the

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