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

longed to tell him that she was just sick, and it might… it might take a very long time for her to slowly

you doing?”

room. The next moment, Eric turned on

Blake light was so intense that it made her squint

smatched the scissors from her

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looked at him with a very faint gaze. This time, he saw

it seemed as if

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

getting a good night’s sleep. But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even thought about tearing out my own heart, wondering if

I know exactly what I’m doing, but I just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I don’t know how to get better

sentence. It was as if it was spoken to

heart sank at that.

were still there. In the same position as

after a long while. Eileen realized that she had become

the blood-dripping

seemed like it was not just

that the scissors were sterilized

“Feeling better now?”

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

behind her ear. Tll make breakfast

“Just leave.”

The best dish Eric

were also very calm, as if nothing had

macaroni soup. He placed it on the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller bowl. It

soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto the

halted. Her foot that was stepping onto the staircase retracted. She was quickly pulled back into place by 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

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picked up. When he looked up

you finish eating.

trash, he left for the doorway and lit up

the

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