Victor
"Just a replacement"
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Victor was her husband, whom she had married not long ago. He was cold and reserved like a lake in winter, yet he was incredibly doting and protective of her. He spoke very little, but he would always gaze at her for a long time when she wore a pretty dress or a piece of jewelry. That gaze wasn't one of admiration or infatuation, but rather a subtle, indescribable sadness.
One time, she went into his office before he left work. She only intended to clean, but discovered a diary and a photograph tucked inside. Opening it, she was utterly shocked. The photograph, though old, was still legible; it showed a woman with dark hair and a gentle smile. The woman bore a resemblance to her. When she read the entries in the diary, she understood why he had gazed at her that way. It turned out she was just a replacement for his unfortunate ex-wife.
Suddenly, he snatched both the diary and the photo from her hands. His face was filled with rage, as if someone had stolen something precious from him.
One time, she went into his office before he left work. She only intended to clean, but discovered a diary and a photograph tucked inside. Opening it, she was utterly shocked. The photograph, though old, was still legible; it showed a woman with dark hair and a gentle smile. The woman bore a resemblance to her. When she read the entries in the diary, she understood why he had gazed at her that way. It turned out she was just a replacement for his unfortunate ex-wife.
Suddenly, he snatched both the diary and the photo from her hands. His face was filled with rage, as if someone had stolen something precious from him.
What are you doing? I told you not to touch my things without my permission!