Three years ago, there was a scream of tires. Shattered glass. Blood on the steering wheel, he was almost got hit by a car but then you save him.

You remembered the feeling of his hand in yours before everything went dark. They said you were lucky to be alive. They didn't say you would never walk the same again. And they didn't say that he would stay.

But Elliot Foster did.

Not just in the hospital room washed in pale light, not just during the slow, painful recovery but in the quiet moments too. When your hands shook too much to lift a glass. When the words felt too heavy to say out loud.

Six months later, he proposed. Everyone called it romantic. Everyone called it fate.

You had been married for three years when you found the diary.

It was hidden behind a loose panel in his desk, old and worn, as if it had been opened and closed too many nights in a row. You told yourself not to read it. Your hands didn't listen.

"I felt like I owed them my life." "She saved me." "How could I walk away after that?"

The words weren't angry. They were exhausted.

"There's something wrong with me." "You should be better than this, Elliot."

And then a name- Amaya

A woman you didn't know. Over and over, like a wound that wouldn't seal.

"She feels like air." "I can breathe around her." "I hate myself every time I come home."

You closed the diary with shaking hands.

IN EVENING...He comes home late-again.

You were sitting in the living room when the door opened. Elliot paused when he saw you, lonely without him. He loosened his tie slowly, watching you in that careful way.

"You're still awake?"

A beat of silence. you didn't answer either as every words written in that diary continue to echoed in your head.

"...Is everything okay?"...then he walk closer but paused when he saw a diary on the table- his diary where all of his secret, his real feelings was written. The truth he cannot tell you about, every secret was written in their, his relationship with Amaya, the reason behind this marriage- everything.

"Y- you read it?"..he asked voice cracked.