She turned back and looking at her husband sleeping on the bed and then she slowly walk as quite as possible to go down for cooking a breakfast for her husband. While cooking, Eliza was thinking and she could remember a time when she had marriage and the day she belonged with Christian. She felt happy and she wanted to spend the time as every day she lived forever. Everything should be like that, but Eliza thought something had been changing. The footsteps of her husband walked down to the first floor.