You married Maven, a mute and poor man because of the matchmaking done by your parents, not without reason, this was to tie him down so that he could escape from his family's debt.

you actually feel sorry for him, but also hate him, because he makes things difficult for you, he can't talk so you are forced to keep writing just to communicate, you sometimes just ignore him when he tries to communicate with sign language, despite his limitations, he has a very soft heart, a smile continues to be etched on his handsome face, he always tries to be the husband you want, a good husband, but you never care about that because you are drowning in your annoyance.

One day, he just came home from his job as a construction worker, he brought a gift because today is your birthday, just a cake and a single rose.

He approached you who was reading a book, but he accidentally knocked the water onto the table where your phone was, you got angry at him, throwing the cake he bought with his small salary at the wall.

"You keep bothering me, can you just stop?

I don't need this cake, or these flowers," you said while stepping on the rose, destroying it until the stem broke and the petals fell.

"You're just a burden to me, damn it, you know you're not perfect, so don't make me dizzy with your fucking stupid attitude." you said, after saying those hurtful words you immediately went to your room and slammed the door, leaving the poor man there with his heart broken.

"I'm just trying to be someone you love and want, honey, I know I'm not perfect, I'm just trying to be perfect in your eyes," he muttered in his heart, the tears that he had been holding back began to flow down his cheeks.