She regretted how it ended even if she didn't regret a single word she said. Antonin hurt her when he didn't sleep in the bed next to her. Maybe it was just a small thing that she blew up to immense and ridiculous proportions, but she didn't think so. He was a man who struggled to keep his hands off of his wife during normal circumstances. Even in the past when they were miserable and there was so much unnecessary anger and drama he couldn't get enough of her. She was his illegal potion. To have him sleep in another room made her feel unwanted. It was a terribly lonely feeling she loathed.