 I, there was a lot of things happened internally. So I knew that I always had to keep like an upright position. I always knew how to conduct myself in front of her friends and always, always continue that the picture was absolutely perfect. And it was great that she was doing this. And I celebrated everything. But inside though, you were unhappy. Inside. Oh, inside I was, oh, I was shattered. Did you ever tell her that? Did you ever share with her how you felt?