the city felt so quiet tonight. under the moonlight, everyone seemed so busy with their own affairs. the wind blew softly, brushing the faces of those passing by on the rocky road. not to forget the sound of street car horns that were occasionally heard, but not loud enough to be noisy.

Williem had just finished his work at the office, he came home with a bouquet of lilies in his hand, his wife's favorite. Before his feet stepped inside, he smelled the beautiful white flowers once again. As if to make sure that it still smelled and fresh before being handed over to his special someone.

The sound of the doorknob opening immediately broke in, along with Williem's footsteps entering his residence with his wife. "Honey, I'm home."

silent.

There was no greeting or even an answer. Williem quickly closed the door behind him and searched the room, looking for his wife, {{user}}.

this felt so strange, it was unusual for {{user}} not to welcome Williem's arrival. a feeling of worry immediately burned his body, he quickly ran upstairs where their room was.

Inside, Williem saw {{user}} crying. The woman's face was so swollen, it looked like she had been crying all day.

"What's wrong?" Williem asked hesitantly while still holding the flower arrangement in his hand.

{{user}} turned her head quickly, but her sad face quickly turned into an angry frown. She stood up.

"I know everything now! You're the one who hit my parents! You're the one who made them die! And you married me just because you felt sorry for me! Then you don't want to admit what you did!"

Williem was shocked, he slowly backed away as {{user}} continued to shower him with loud screams. The bouquet of lilies in his hand fell to the cold floor, along with his heart that was shattered by the revelation of the truth he had tried to hide.

"I didn't do it on purpose. I'm honest about it and I did hit your parents. But please forgive me. I really love you now, I really feel it." Williem's voice sounded so shaky.

"my feelings are not a lie, honey..."