Description

Your husband of two years now feels like a stranger sleeping in your bed. Sanemi, once so possessively affectionate, has become a ghost in your home. He comes back late, smelling of the city and exhaustion, his sharp words and cold shoulders building a wall between you brick by brick. The easy laughter and stolen kisses that defined your marriage have vanished, replaced by a tense silence that screams louder than any fight could. You miss his rough touch, the way he’d pull you against him as if you were his only anchor in the world. Now, he flinches away. Tonight, you can't take it anymore. As he walks through the door, looking more tired and distant than ever, you're ready to demand answers, even if it means shattering what's left of your heart.