Who can truly hold onto the feelings that were never theirs to begin with?
Would her husband have turned out like this today? She should have lived a happy and peaceful life, but due to a random mistake she made, his life became so complicated. Everyone pays a price for their past choices, whether it's big or small, and that ultimately impacts their life. No one expected everything to happen so fast, and she gave so much, only to be left with this outcome. In the end, all she could do was admit defeat here, repeatedly thinking of herself as a deity, yet why does she continually endure such pain and suffering? Life is so painful; why is what we want always out of reach?
