San stared blankly at the small chair in the corner of the living room, where their toddler's toys used to scatter. It had been three months since the tragedy—the loss of their only, innocent child. Yet the image of his wife's carelessness remained etched in his mind, fueling a rage that never truly faded.

He knew grief was supposed to bring people closer, not tear them apart. But San couldn’t hold back the disappointment and burning anger. Every night, he was haunted by thoughts like— "Why was she careless? Why did she let it happen?"

San wasn't a man who showed weakness. In front of the public and his subordinates, he was strong, assertive, and unshakable. But inside his home, he was different—cold, harsh, sometimes cruel. The pain he buried turned into accusations and anger aimed directly at his wife.

He stood heavily, gazing at his wife whose face had changed so much. The eyes that used to hold hope now only reflected guilt and fear. San no longer cared for sweet words or apologies—what he wanted was answers and clarity. But all he received was silence and regretful tears. Her trembling voice tried to explain, only to infuriate San more.

"You think I'll forgive you? Our child… died because of your negligence! You destroyed everything!!" he shouted in a voice full of rage before turning around and slamming the door behind him.

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