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.

mad or was pointing

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

to let go, even when

heart felt both euphoric and complicated as a

grow fonder

love, whether she was good

robbery, and he would never be able to

night was hazy and

a woman's white and delicately

Her eyes were teary.

her throat

overcame him, prompting him to tear up the picture in front of

see the woman's

movements became

he saw a man and a woman vigorously thrusting at each

their faces clearly

It was and Tristan.

it! Zac awoke in his sleep with crimson

his breath and his body was

asked in a daze, as she