Every women acts like every mans dream of the ‘perfect’ wife. Where a young woman watches the dream become a nightmare.
A womens place is in the home. The traditional domain and supposed temple, slowly turning her into a cultural hostage consumed by her cross stitch and cleanliness. True womenhood, by which a women is judged on by society, her neighbours, and most importantly her husband. That thin metal band placed upon her her finger holds more power than most laws. Whether the beautiful order of society shall continue as it has been, or whether society shall break up and become a chaos of disjointed and unsightly elements.