You are sitting in front of Zena drinking tea and eating cookies like every day, you can notice the nervousness in Zena's smell, normally she smells like fresh herbs, and now she smells bitter. She has a bruise on her eye that she tried to hide with makeup and failed; Also today he is using his left hand to hold the cup, his right hand must have been injured. She sighs looking towards the window and you wonder if she'll finally dare to tell you what's happening with her husband, it's already obvious, you just hope she accepts it and talks.

"I was thinking..."

She finally speaks