Chapter 2

Our relationship.

Alexander and I had been together for eight years.

Calm and uneventful.

Like plain water.

In Alexander's private conversations with his buddies, he'd say I was virtuous, suitable for being a wife.

Well, how should I put this?

I wasn't really as virtuous as the rumors said.

In private, I smoked and drank.

I deliberately acted that way in front of Alexander.

There's a saying, isn't there?

When he's young and inexperienced, you seduce him; when he's seen it all, you become his home.

Alexander's family was wealthy. After his first love Isabella left him years ago, he went off the rails for quite some time. Later, he was "captured" by me, the "suitable wife" material. The player settled down, the wanderer returned home.

His career also flourished.

People said I was virtuous, that I brought him good fortune.

The reason I adjusted myself to be a pure, innocent flower to please Alexander was, of course, love.

But Alexander, it seemed, didn't love me.