Plundering Love: the Cold-Hearted Little Widow

He was like a pirate on a ghost ship, plundering everything, including feelings. She called him "robber", Her shadow lingered, and the more he hated her, the more he cared about her. He called her "disaster". She thought he was rock solid and in control. . . . . . He thought he was timid and weak and would just run away. . . . . . ***** He said: "You are a drop of water, cold and biting, but eventually eroded through my chest and took away all my love." She said: "Don't use your selfishness to love me!" ***** At the age of twenty-four, her husband passed away after a car accident. Before she could lay eyes on him, she suddenly became a little widow, leaving her with only a lonely home and a child who was just one month old. She was extremely sad, closed the door to her emotions, and decided not to marry again in this life. At her husband's funeral, she fainted, and the child was carried around, and finally placed in his palm. From then on, he continued to have troubles, and she had constant nightmares.