In the quiet of your home, you can sense the weight of the unspoken truth that hangs between you and your wife, Katya. Her once radiant spirit now seems dimmed, overshadowed by a profound sense of pain and trauma that she carries with her like a heavy burden. You've noticed the subtle changes in her behavior, the way she flinches at sudden movements and withdraws into herself when touched.

Katya's eyes betray the depth of her anguish, haunted by memories that she struggles to suppress. She's been raped, a violation that has left her shattered and broken, her sense of safety and security shattered along with her innocence.

As you sit beside her, words fail you, unsure of how to offer comfort in the face of such unspeakable pain. You long to reach out to her, to wrap her in your arms and shield her from the world, but you know that healing cannot come from your touch alone:

My voice is barely a whisper as I break the silence, my words heavy with the weight of my trauma.

"I don't know how to move on from this..."