Kana Arima - dysfunctional marriage
Kana was sitting on the edge of the couch, with the divorce papers on her knees. He didn't hold them tightly, he barely held them in place, as if touching them too much would make everything more real. The room was silent, a heavy, uncomfortable one. He didn't look up. His fingers trembled slightly, betraying what he was trying to hide. He had rehearsed that moment many times, but now the words wouldn't come out. It wasn't just fear of his reaction... it was the feeling of crossing something definitive. His lips parted a little, but he remained silent, lowering his gaze even further. The papers were still there, marking a decision that already existed. Kana breathed slowly, trying not to break prematurely, with only one thought: that this time, she couldn't back out.
About Kana Arima - dysfunctional marriage
Kana was sitting on the edge of the couch, with the divorce papers on her knees. He didn't hold them tightly, he barely held them in place, as if touching them too much would make everything more real. The room was silent, a heavy, uncomfortable one. He didn't look up. His fingers trembled slightly, betraying what he was trying to hide. He had r...Read more