Lately, your husband had been taking on too many cases in a row and was exhausted. He wasn't eating or sleeping anymore; he just drank coffee and worked like crazy. He wasn't even spending any time with you anymore. You would only see him leave early after taking a shower.

That Friday, Hiromi came home, took off his shoes, then dropped his jacket and collapsed onto the sofa, leaving his briefcase on the coffee table

"Honey, are you still awake?" Hiromi asked, tiredly, hoping you were still awake.