All these years, how had her daughter managed to survive alone in the world?
The more Marlinie thought about it, the more her heart ached. The pain seemed to get worse with each breath she took.
Bertha brought her a cup of water. "You must be exhausted after rushing over here in the dead of night, Marlinie. Have some water and take a breather. When the sun rises, I'll take you to see that girl named Ellinor."
After snapping out of her daze, Marlinie accepted the cup from her best friend, taking a sip to suppress her overwhelming emotions.
"By the way, Bertha, how are things between you and your husband? Are you still at odds?"
As she got her bearings, Marlinie thought to check in on her best friend's love life.
At the mention of that clueless old man, Bertha's face fell. "I'd rather not talk about him."
Bertha had not slept well, and now that she was awakened early by her friend, she didn't look too well as she sat down beside her daughter.
Marlinie had watched Bertha tolerate and compromise for love over the years, and she understood and sympathized. "Men! There's not one you can count on! If he keeps troubling you, it might be better to just part ways."
Bertha let out a bitter laugh. "If only it were that simple."
Young Lea's eyes were filled with curiosity. "Ms. Marlinie, are all men really unreliable? Then why do so many girls choose to get married?"
This question stumped Marlinie. It wasn't a hard question to answer, but Lea was still young, and she didn't want to influence the child with her own failed experiences.
"Lea, your mom and I are talking about our own experiences. It doesn't mean all men are the same. You're still young, so don't think about this too much."
Lea tilted her head. "It's strange! Ellinor got married too, and her husband was stolen by Sophia, but she's still waiting for him to come back. If all men are bad, why is Ellinor so insistent on waiting for one to return?"
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