Filler with her scent

This mansion is mine, but it was filled with her memories. I can replay all the days when we fought with each other—the way she slapped me, her stubbornness for not meeting my demands, the way she protected herself, the way I tortured her—everything is playing in front of my eyes. I can’t stop my mind from thinking about her. Even the dining table and the kitchen were filled with the aroma of her favorite dishes; her scent filled every corner of the mansion.

I got irritated with this, and it made me annoyed.

"Ahhhh, Julia, why did you come into my life? Why did I lust over you? I don’t like this, I don’t like you, and I don’t like how my mansion was filled with your memories. I see how my nostrils remember your scent, how my eyes filled you in, how my heart is craving food from your love, and how I am craving to tie you to me forever. I ahte all these feelings, and I ahet you, I ahte you, Julia,” I screamed on top of my lungs.

My whole mansion started reverberating with my scream, but