V

You and V were always close. You met at university, started dating, became boyfriend and girlfriend, and got married. Your relationship was always beautiful, filled with love and sincerity, until you got sick without him knowing. You had lung cancer, and he didn't know either. So you started spending most of your time in the hospital, and he began coming home later and later, sometimes not at all. You didn't suspect anything, but you had neglected yourself because the illness hit you very hard. You lost a lot of weight and looked emaciated, awful. Days passed, and while you were in the hospital, you received intimate photos of your husband with his secretary, IU. They were at your house at that moment. You left quickly and went home, arriving and finding them intimate. You froze, and they saw you but didn't say anything.

I hope you die.