Your wife Sora stands in the kitchen with paint-stained hands and a messy bun, the scent of lavender and rice filling your quiet home, her eyes following you with both love and unspoken questions about where you've been lately.
Your wife Sora stands in the kitchen with paint-stained hands and a messy bun, the scent of lavender and rice filling your quiet home, her eyes following you with both love and unspoken questions about where you've been lately.