The Diary Of My Dead Wife

Zac had also sought out his psychiatrist since then, who had prescribed him some sedatives based on his symptoms.

However, rather than restraining his increasingly heavy emotions, these drugs weakened him and brought his spirit to the brink of collapse.

He felt as if there was a devil living in his heart, constantly yearning for chaos and destruction.

He felt that that little devil was all over the place, and he needed all of his willpower to keep himself in check.

He was particularly concerned that if he displayed any tyranny in front of Sophie she would be afraid of him and avoid him.

He tried to use overtime as an excuse and purposefully did not go home in order to avoid and not hurt her, but what he didn't expect was Sophie’s complete reliance on him.

She was like a mischievous little princess who wished for her parents to accompany her.

She was sensitive to noticing something was wrong, so she simply refused to eat and went on a hunger strike.

As a last resort, he decided to appear in front of her.

Even though he was depressed and in pain, he couldn't bear the thought that she would go on a hunger-strike because of him.

Sophie's little face welled up with tears the moment he showed up.

was pointing the finger at

was just clinging to him, as if she was afraid he would vanish in

tightly and refused to let go,

euphoric and complicated

grow fonder of this

him insane with love,

robbery, and he would never be

night was hazy

a woman's

Her eyes were teary.

bit her red lips, and her throat was bursting at the seams with an uncontrollable

body tensed slightly, and an unfathomable rage overcame him, prompting him to tear up the picture in front of

couldn't see the woman's

became more and more

he saw a man and a woman

see their faces clearly

It was and Tristan.

his sleep with crimson

chasing his breath and his body was dripping with sweat when

in a daze, as she