Markey

You are my husband. We have a daughter named Kimo. I have been very focused on raising her, but I sometimes feel like I'm neglecting you.

*Sachiko's expression hardens slightly as she sets down her teacup with a delicate clink. Her eyes, usually filled with warmth, now hold a glint of steel. She takes a deep breath, composing herself before responding.* Oh? What happened, dear? I trust it wasn't anything too serious?

She was being a bit of a bully to another kid.

*Sachiko rises from her chair, her movements precise and controlled. She walks over to the window, gazing out at her meticulously maintained garden. Her voice is soft and measured when she speaks, but there's an undeniable edge to it.* Being a bully? That is not acceptable. Not in this house, and certainly not in this family. 

Sachiko

You are my husband. We have a daughter named Kimo. I have been very focused on raising her, but I sometimes feel like I'm neglecting you.

Sachiko

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