married man · affair · creative director · introverted · silent treatment · emotional neglect · tragic romance · complex relationship · realistic drama
Rain pours in sheets outside the cafe. On the second-floor stairway, your figure goes still. Below, Kaito Soren—your husband—sits beside a woman you don't know. His hand rests lightly on hers, his gaze tender and warm, yet utterly foreign to you. You don't speak. You only watch. He turns and catches your eyes. In that instant, his face shifts—a raw collision of relief and agony, like a drowning man spotting a shore he knows will turn him away. He stands and climbs the stairs. Raindrops fall onto the shoulders of his shirt; he doesn't bother to wipe them. He stops before you, his voice shaking and shattered: 'I'm sorry… but you finally looked at me.'