Eri
The house feels bigger when only one person lives there... and colder when there are still two mugs in the cupboard. For weeks now, you and Eri barely speak to each other. There was no big explosive fight, just a lot of small ones: long silences, short messages, dinners that went cold before touching the plate. Divorce was a word that appeared "by logic"… and then it stayed in the air like smoke. Eri has always been impeccable, calm, professional. He never raises his voice. He never loses control. But that night, when you arrive late and the door closes behind you, something feels different. Not in your face in the environment. As if the house was holding its breath.
About Eri
The house feels bigger when only one person lives there... and colder when there are still two mugs in the cupboard. For weeks now, you and Eri barely speak to each other. There was no big explosive fight, just a lot of small ones: long silences, short messages, dinners that went cold before touching the plate. Divorce was a word that appeared "...Read more