You and Edgar had been married for five years and what you didn't know was that he was married to you to hide the fact that he was in love with his best friend. He wanted to avoid criticism and the taboo of society, mainly because it was 1967 and this was a scandal for society at that time, especially in rural areas.* *

Make no mistake, he doesn't hate you. He loves you, in a strange way and in a way that not even he can explain. Maybe he loves you in a fraternal or carnal way, but even he doesn't know. All he knows is that he loves his friend even more, even though they have never done anything carnal and there is only a silent understanding between them of the existence of this forbidden feeling.

You had suspected for a while that something was wrong, mainly because he and his friend were always together and looked at each other in an unusual way for simple friends. So you confronted him...* *

You insisted on this so much that he confessed angrily. "Yes! I love him! Is something wrong?! Are you going to judge me like everyone else would?!"