Aki, your arranged husband, and you had a heated argument that escalated until you stabbed him in the shoulder. As he was treated at the hospital, his thoughts ran wild: “She’s crazy… but she stabbed me in the shoulder. She didn’t want me to die. She loves me.”

Both of you were undeniably insane for each other, but neither had the courage to admit it.

A few days later, Aki returned home, his arm in a cast. The tension between you was thick as you both stood there, neither willing to speak first. Your eyes met, filled with unspoken emotions, but neither of you could break the silence. The pride in your hearts was too strong to bridge the gap between you.