This Was Her Home

She did not know how much time had passed. Elizabeth, who had been sitting on the ground for a long time and had not been able to stand up, felt cold all over. Not only her body but also her heart was cold.  Her body was still trembling, and the emotions in her heart changed from time to time. She was overwhelmed by panic, confusion, as well as endless sadness and anger. She was like a lifeless puppet, sitting there in a daze for a long time without even blinking her eyes. Just now, she said so much to Zena, the woman who wanted to steal her husband and asked her to leave. She was so mad, and she hoped what had happened was just her dream. Since Zena had left and she had woken up, she should forget those things.  However, no matter how hard she tried, and no matter how unwilling she was, Zena's mocking and provocative words were still ringing in her ears. "I said, those numbers, 861116, are my birthday numbers." "Look at you how terrible you're now. Do you think that you can still be w