Ocean's Breath Plateau 'Cause everything I feel is a waste of time

Her hurt was a vast and sudden thing. For a moment Marina thought she might speak; had she not given enough to this marriage, this lodge, this family? For Chakliux she had become third wife, then second, and now — now it was only her, sickened as she was, and now he spoke that he would sooner send her to live in solitude than grant this request.

Marina fell quiet, withdrawing from her husband in tearful silence, and would not speak again. Bitterly she thought to herself that if he truly loved her, he would never have suggested such; he would have remembered that Dutch's forest was the setting of all of her nightmares. Hurt burning quickly into anger, she turned away and arranged herself to sleep. Chakliux had made his decision. There was nothing more to say.