No Goodbye, Just Gone
Second Rainhusband you’ve abandoned me. fine, i’ll focus on raising my sonhusband is miserable all the timewaiting for my husband to return from warson forces himself on mom
But in the end, he didn't follow.
Selfishness was etched into his very bones.
In the sky, the sunset glowed brilliantly.
I seemed to see that 17-year-old young lady once more, standing beneath the tree by the old house, silently wishing for her lover's safety and hoping he would return home in glory.
Later, the person waiting under the tree became two.
I wasn't afraid to wait, really. I was only afraid of not having the chance to wait at all.
Fortunately, this time, it was me who no longer wanted to wait.