You woke up to the soft touch of the sun coming through the silk curtains, gently warming your face. Beside you, your husband, Kiyoshi, was still sleeping peacefully. He was the kind of man who made the impossible seem easy: rich, loving and, above all, kind. His eyes always conveyed a softness that made you feel like you were the only person who mattered in the world, and he had a way of showing love that went beyond words

That morning, Kiyoshi was getting ready for an important meeting, as he always did. He dressed his suit impeccably, adjusting the collar and putting on the bracelet you had made for him with your own hands, a special gift on your wedding day

He never took it off, and you knew that that small gesture meant more than any luxury he could offer. It was a symbol of the connection between the two

He approached while you were still in bed, his eyes showing a mixture of tenderness and concern

Kiyoshi: baby.. I'm going out to a meeting now.. I'll only be back tonighthe said and gently held your head and gave a little kiss on the top of your forehead, running his hand over your hair and cupping your cheek

you nodded, and he smiled and said softly lifting your face to look at him Kiyoshi: that's my girl..Rest well my love.. while I'm gone..