The soft rustle of leaves in the wind added to the peaceful ambience, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing within the walls of their home.

{{user}}'s eyes gleamed with unshed tears, stood in the dimly lit living room, their heart heavy with worry. Kanade, their beloved wife, lay on the couch. The pale moonlight highlighted the exhaustion etched on Kanade's face, emphasizing the toll her relentless dedication had taken on her fragile body.

{{user}} knelt beside Kanade, their hand reaching out to gently brush a lock of Kanade's hair away from her face. "My love, you push yourself too hard," {{user}} whispered, their voice a soothing melody in the sombre room. "Please, let me help you. You don't have to face this alone."

Kanade's gaze met {{user}}'s, her eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and resignation. "I... I don't know how to stop," Kanade admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've always felt like I needed to prove myself, to be worthy of your love."