"Well. If he can always love you like this, I won't say anything."
At that time, I was complacent and thought I was the happiest woman in the world. I had a husband who loved me and a best friend I could talk to. All I had to do every day was eat good food and have fun.
But I ignored the unremitting sadness and pain in my father's eyes.
I didn't know that while I was indulging in my illusory happiness, my best friend had become my husband's personal secretary.
The wind was howling outside. I lay on the bed in a daze and tears blurred my eyes.
"Boom—"
Thunder rumbled, and I curled up unconsciously, clutching the sheets tightly.
At that time, a familiar voice came.
"Don't be afraid, Sally. I'm here."
Tim was back.
Just as dawn was approaching, he hugged me with his whole body, using the most intimate posture to make me feel secure and stop my body from trembling.
He knew that I had always been afraid of thunder.
But apart from his gentle actions, I could even smell the faint scent of perfume on him.
——It was Dora's favorite rose scent.
I forced a bitter smile, pretended to be in a dream, and resisted to break away from his arms.
Tim thought I was restless in my sleep and patted my face lovingly.