She couldn't bear to sit in the village for another second. Even death was preferable to an existence where nothing of any consequence happened. Listening to one more person talk about her husband as if he wasn't the most dangerous monster alive would only push her further into the deepening abyss of insanity that she already knew she was heading into. Next, someone was going to tell her that Antonin had broken down in the middle of a secret Death Eater meeting in tears, lamenting the loss of his perfect little family.