The snow on the cobblestone corridor has been cleaned. I walk carefully on the corridor. The sky is dim and everything is quiet. Only the cold wind is blowing in my ear.

I gathered my skirt, and I couldn't help but speed up my steps. I didn't know how I ran out of that room. I just knew that when I ran out, he was still shouting at me behind me. I sniffled, and his mind was full of despair when he knew that I was pregnant, and my sense of crime was getting deeper and deeper. I think I'm really out of my mind this time

but on second...