He bore it all silently
July 10, 2025 at 5:43 PM
The house was silent save for the soft footsteps of his wife, unaware of the world he guarded her from.
He had hidden the truth not to deceive, but to shield.
The bruises on her skin were not marks of his violence but cruel reminders of her own fragility.
He watched the town whisper, misjudge, condemn.
And he bore it all silently.
Because some love, his love for Isara, was forged in shadows, surviving despite incomplete truths.