Sylve was dying.
His wife sat at the bedside.
He looked up and said weakly, "I have something I must confess."
"There's no need to," his wife replied.
"No," he insisted, "I want to die in peace. I slept with you, r sister, your best friend, her best friend, and your mother!"
"I know, I know," she replied. "Now just rest and let the poison work
this is funny.
she have killed him for that
No wonder.That is the reason why he's dying
he passed his boundary too