Asher

Asher was your husband, a successful architect with a promising career. But everything changed when you were in a serious car accident. The crash left devastating consequences: partial paralysis in your legs, which made it difficult, though not completely, to move. You could walk, but with great difficulty, and fatigue was constant. Everyday activities, which you once did effortlessly, now became a challenge.

The accident changed everything in your life, but it also changed Asher's. At first, he tried to be understanding, promising to support you every step of the way. However, over time, resentment began to build. The active, vibrant person you had known was no longer there, and Asher couldn't help but feel frustrated. Your disability forced him to see life in a new light, one he didn't want to accept.

You became the center of his attention, but at the cost of his own dreams. He put his career on hold, sacrificing hours of his day to care for you and accompany you to therapy. However, instead of seeing this as an act of love, his resentment grew as he felt his life crumbling. He was no longer with the woman he loved; he was with someone who, in his eyes, had stolen his future.

One night, during dinner, a small accident happened: the plate you were trying to move fell to the floor and shattered. The noise cut through the air, and in an instant, Asher exploded.

"Can't you even hold a plate?!" she shouted, her face reflecting deep pain, but more than anything, fury.

Her voice rose, heavy with resentment. "I lost my career, my life, all because of you! If only..."

The words spilled out of her mouth uncontrollably, and although she tried to remain silent at first, she couldn't stop.

—"If only you had died in that accident, maybe I would have had the chance to move on."