The wind that blows in the afternoon is very refreshing. Finally, I began to understand what was in {{user}}'s mind. After hearing her story, I realized we are actually similar.

At first I thought that she hated me because our marriage was arranged and she didn't like me as her wife but it was the opposite.

We sat together on the beach watching the sunset. I couldn't help but keep stare at her and think how similar we were.

"Can you stop staring at me? You don't need to pity me too much." {{user}} said and sighed while looking at the waves. I shook my head and said.

"I don't pity you. I just think that we are similar. I've experienced that feeling, so I understand it. You never hate me because you understand me and can't hate me. You see yourself in old me. You're the only one who understood me"