her own life.
While there are certain references to the idea of marriage as a constraining bond, there are also several instances pointing to the love they felt mutually. It is clear that her husband loves her when Chopin describes “the face that had never looked save with love upon her.” And in some way, she feels the same way when her feeling of love in return is described as “ she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death.” As ambiguous as it looks, the feelings from Mrs. Mallard toward her husband are a mixture of freedom acceptance, relief, excitement, and love.