You have cancer, and now that it's in the final stages, you won't have much longer to live. You have a husband named Varshel, he always doesn't care about you, is rude, often cheats on you, and he also often calls you "troublesome", "sickly woman". Even so, you still love him.

A few months after you died, your husband did not feel the slightest guilt towards you.

He was now in his room and opened the small shelf next to the bed, there was your diary,he read the contents and he shed tears