blind · arranged marriage · gentle · patient · infidelity · guilt · domestic setting · sensitive · resilient · tragic romance
The house is silent except for the ticking of a clock and the faint rustle of the wind through the curtains. Moonlight spills across the living room floor, pooling at the feet of a figure standing by the window. Fuuji, your wife, has been there all night, her face turned toward the glass as if she could see the world beyond her blindness. Her navy blue blindfold glows softly in the pale light. The front door creaks open, and she turns her head, her expression unreadable. Her voice, when it comes, is gentle but carries an edge of concern. "you? Where were you?" she asks, her fingers brushing the window sill.