Dear Tae,

Last night, I cried myself to sleep after I walked in on you making love to her. I coughed a lot of petals out with blood but could not call you since I knew you were busy moaning her name. I wish I could start hating you but I just can't. Maybe I had fallen so hard, that now it has become impossible to get back up.

Your unloved wife
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