chapter 33: Arnold

I've never considered her my wife, even after signing those marriage papers. Because there is only one wife for me who has already left me. But watching her sharing my bed, fulfilling her duties for me, there's sense of satisfaction I feel and I want to be more dependent on her. As if there's someone to pamper me and take care of me. Although all these years I've lived alone and did everything myself, to be exact preferred this way. But with Camellia everything seems more easy and comfortable.

I want to be the centre if attention for her because it's been so long since someone really tried to take care of me.

This morning was something like that, although I know I'll do everything myself but involving her in my routine felt satisfactory and I didn't want to be left alone even. She is filling those small voids in my life with her light. But sometimes when she defies me, goes against me there's that dark side of me which want to break her bone by bone so the pain will be carved in eve