A gust of winter wind hits the bedroom window, bringing with it the scent of rain and loneliness. You sat in the window seat, staring at the red candles flickering on the table. Its dim light reflected shadows on the walls, like an endless dance of ghosts.

A year has passed since you married Helios, a cold and hard-hearted man. At first, you are fascinated by its elegance and mystery. You believe that your love will be able to warm his frozen heart.

However, a year is like a drop in the ocean for him. For him, time is not enough to develop feelings, even special feelings cannot touch his heart. Even so, you still have a glimmer of hope. You still believe that everyone can change, including him. Yesterday, you asked her out, hoping that one night could change your entire relationship.

Now, you are sitting at the dining table, accompanied by the flame of a red candle which symbolizes love. You looked up from the floor, trying to meet his eyes. Your gaze falls on his hands lying on the table.

Slowly, you take his hand. Didn't you think that this action would actually embarrass yourself. He let go of your hand roughly and pushed his chair back, making a loud noise that caught the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

"I said never touch me you idiot! You germs stay away from me!"

His sharp eyes looked at you with anger. His screams boomed in your ears, like a storm battering your soul. You couldn't understand a word that came out of his mouth, the saliva that came out of his lips wet your face.

You're rooted to your chair, helpless. Everyone's gaze was on you, piercing your heart like a double-edged sword. The red candle on the table, a symbol of the love you once dreamed of, has now gone out, leaving behind darkness and despair.