Because the voice sounded suddenly, Daisy was a little startled but she wasn't to the point of screaming. Then, through a little light outside, she saw the silhouette of a man with a wheelchair, his back turned to her.
Moreover, the room was dark, she couldn't see anything, but Daisy guessed that person was Atlas, her husband.
As she looked at the man's back, she saw a look of pain radiating from his body, and also a bit of... loneliness.
Whether it was because she was sensitive or not, she looked at him like a lonely wolf in the dark. That wolf looked into the distance, his silhouette reminded her of herself ten years ago.
Daisy didn't leave, but on the contrary, she opened her mouth to introduce herself. “Hello, Atlas."
“I am Daisy, your wife.”
In the darkness came a cold laugh: “W
