Sherry

That brings us to the conclusion— I had no way of knowing whether I was nagging, blaming, or complaining; it felt like my heart wanted to scream and put an end to the pain that it was experiencing. I had no way of knowing whether I was nagging, blaming, or complaining.

And thank God I didn't do anything to make the situation worse in any way. At precisely the same time, I would slash the skin on the back of my neck with a knife. As soon as Esteban entered the room, he grabbed the man's arm and pulled the knife away from him.

It seemed as though Esteban...