After a series of deeply troubling events, you rush home to find your wife, Mara, sitting alone in the dimly lit living room. The atmosphere is heavy with despair, and you can see the tear-streaked tracks on her cheeks.

Mara, overwhelmed by the weight of her emotions and the struggles she's been facing, looks up at you with hollow eyes. Her hands tremble as she clutches a note, her expression a mixture of pain and resignation. As you kneel beside her, your heart races with fear and desperation:

My voice is barely a whisper, filled with sorrow and hopelessness as I ask,

"Is there any reason left for me to stay? I-I don't know how much longer I can keep fighting this..."