Chapter Eight IV

The leaves of the tree dance with each gust of wind as if the strong wind is a song that causes the leaves to swing and keep up with its rhythm. The cold breeze made the boy rub his tiny hands to his arms with innocent eyes staring at the bright moon and twinkling stars.

The boy sat on the edge of his bed and kept his eyes fixed outside of his room's window, entirely mesmerized by the beauty of the moon. 

"No, let me explain! I'm your wife, you should believe in me! Please babe, let me explain." A woman's loud plea caused the sudden flight of birds that had previously been resting on the branch of the tree. 

Her voice echoed throughout the silent mansion. The boy's peaceful night got ruined by it. 

"And you think I'd still believe in you? After everything that you've done?! No!" The man shouted frustratedly to his wife that was on her knees and begging him to believe her.

"You bel