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She saved me. No matter how difficult our marriage becomes, I credit Hilda for saving me. We found each other both at a dark time in our lives, myself just released from prison, and herself in an unhappy engagement. Clark was bitter at first, that his friend had stolen his fiancé, and that we’d had an affair of several months before being found out - he came around eventually. Now, he’s glad we’re together, and has found someone better for him. I find myself, a year into our marriage, content and settled, yet with a feeling something’s lacking. At moments we’re incredibly joyful, as if on a high, and at times we fight and hate each other. We already have two children, one that came before our wedding, another just born. A boy and a girl; Peter and Olivia. I don’t like children, but I allowed it for Hilda’s sake. There’s also Friedrich, or Fred, as I call him. Hilda’s brother who speaks little English. Who’s a police officer at a nearby precinct. I worked there for a time, before