Two hours afterward I was still sitting on the side of the bed, looking at the pillow which kept the imprint of her form, and asking myself what was to become of me, between my love and my jealousy.
Deux heures après son départ, j'étais encore assis sur le lit qu'elle venait de quitter, regardant l'oreiller qui gardait les plis de sa forme, et me demandant ce que j'allais devenir entre mon amour et ma jalousie.