The Chosen Bride
Hiro led me through some corridors, turning left, and Hiroshi's wife watched the scene with anger, which annoyed me. I didn't bother letting her know that, to me, she was like an annoying insect, and she had a lot to lose. Maybe too much, which made her the most composed woman in the world.
"What happened to her?" she asked.
"She got overwhelmed," her father replied. "Maybe she hasn't been eating well; she tends to skip breakfast at university, and we brought her straight here..."