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She’s very distraught these days.

“Madam, good morning.”

“…Yes.”

“Your eyes are swollen….”

The reason is simple. This is because ‘Emile Winclair,’ her friend, her first love, and now her husband, has never once confessed that he loves her.

“It’s just like a marshmallow.”

People are talking nonsense about how cute her swollen eyes are like marshmallows.

* * *

Emile is a strange man.

“Tell me what this is all about.”

“These are all your precious memories.”

He collected the handkerchief she used, her hair, and the heels of the shoes she broke while wearing them like heirlooms.

“It’s a sunflower.”

“Because you like it.”

“Yes. But have I ever told you that I like sunflowers?”

He already knows the details of what she didn’t even mention, and asked, “Wife, are you going out?”

“Yes. I’m going alone, so don’t follow me.”

If there was even the slightest chance of being separated from her, she would start crying and ask, “Why did you marry me?”

“……”

“Why don’t you always say something important?”

He never says anything like I love you.

So she decided. She has to hear her damn first love confess that he loves her first.