Both of Them Had Their Own Share of Faults That Led to This Breakdown.

A pair of swollen eyes were looking into the mug that was held in her hands. As if she could really see it, the panic-stricken face of her husband was reflected on the glossy surface of the hot chocolate.

"Yuina, the bed has been prepared. You should go and rest now."

The voice pulled her out of her thoughts. Yuina averted her gaze from the mug, staring into the direction of the voice.

"Thanks... and, sorry Himari, it seems like I've disturbed your date night with your boyfriend."

Yuina smiled in guilt. She randomly picked a strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear.

Himari shrugged, her eyes were smiling, "There's nothing much. We're just having dinner with his friends."

It was undeniable to say that Himari was so shocked to see Yuina was really waiting for her outside of the apartment building. The latter sat quietly inside her car, spacing out with her face blotchy, which might be due to her crying.