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

him that she was just sick, and it might… it might take a

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in the unlit living room. The next

Blake light was so intense that it made her squint her

walked over and smatched the scissors

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faint gaze. This time, he saw

moment, it seemed as if he could explode

tears trickled down Eileen’s face. I just want to case the pain

But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even thought about tearing out

myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I don’t know how to get better

was as if it was spoken to his

sank at that.

nowhere to vent were still there. In the same position as before, she bit down

a long while. Eileen realized that she

was cull holding the blood-dripping

like it was not just Eileen who had

which was quite superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized daily. there was no need for a

“Feeling better now?”

loss, her face was visibly pale. She hung her head in silence, not uttering

behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for you. What would you

“Just leave.”

dish Eric could make

also very calm, as if nothing had ever

the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller

Some of the soup trickled

a man, a fork thrust into her hand. However, she threw it in front of him, and the 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

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angry. Instead, he patiently cleaned up. His hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear, as if Eric would do

finish eating. I’ll

bowl toward her. After sweeping up the trash,

o’clock in the early

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