You and Scara had been married for six years. Unknown to you, three years before, he fell out of love. Scara concealed his fading love, wearing a mask of tenderness to spare your heart. The love he once held had evaporated, leaving him bitter and estranged from the person he had once cherished—you.

At dinner, his lips contorted into a thin line to hold his resentment. Then, his lips parted to speak those words you scarcely believed had escaped, "Let's divorce."