Book 17: Chapter 37
“What have I done…?” Elizabeth threw herself onto her soft bed in a dispirited manner. She wrapped her head up with her pillow. She muffled her voice with her bed as she muttered, “What have I done…? I was so embarrassed… I was shaking, but why did I do it…? Why did I do that to my son…? A mother shouldn’t do that, should she? Why…? Why did I do that?!!”
Elizabeth hugged her pillow and rolled around on her bed. It had been a long time since she frantically rolled around on bed. Besides the first time she was too harsh on her son due to her anger and nervousness, she always felt that her relationship with her son was good., she always felt that her relationship with her son was good. Though she didn’t dare to do what Vyvyan did, she no longer felt so embarrassed when she was intimate with her son.
Elizabeth asked herself, “Why did I do what I just did, though…? Why did I do that in the afternoon…?”
Elizabeth raised her hand. She spaced out as she looked at it. Her son’s warmth and hardness still lingered in her palm. She had a little whiff, but there was only a faint aroma on there. Nobody noticed what she did to her son.
Elizabeth questioned herself: “Why did I do that? Just because my son sat on my lap and I had a sniff of him, I lost control of my urges. I literally wanted to jump up and hold him as I did at night. Is it because I’ve found joy in sex? He’s my son, though! Why do I feel that way? Could I have fallen in love with doing it with my son?
Also, I can’t believe that I was exasperated because Nier and my son were happy and blissful. I’m jealous of Nier…Why am I jealous of Nier? She’s my son’s wife… I’m his mother; why am I angry about that? I should be happy. Could I have… could I have… could I have…”
Elizabeth then loudly exclaimed, “Aaaahh!!! Stop, stop, stop, stop! Inard! Inard! Inard! Elizabeth, you’re Inard’s wife! He may have passed away, but you cannot ever forget Inard’s love for you!”
Elizabeth rolled over. She began to recall her joyous days with her husband in the forest. She met the boy who loved her for the first time in her teens. She sincerely loved him. The girl and boy ran to their hearts’ desire in the forest. Underfoot were leaves. Next to them was the familiar sweet scent in the forest. The young girl tightly held the young boy. She turned her head around with a happy smile then yelled, “Troy!”
“Hmm?!”