She understood why he had kept the room locked.
But understanding did not erase the hurt.
“You could have told me,” she said quietly.
Kenji nodded.
“Yes.”
“You could have said that you had a wife and a daughter who died. You could have told me that talking about them was difficult. I might not have known what to say, but I would have listened.”
“I know.”
“Instead, you let me wonder whether you were hiding another relationship, or a financial problem, or something else that could affect our marriage.”
Kenji lowered his head.
“I thought I was protecting you from my past.”
Yuki felt tears gathering in her eyes.
“No,” she said. “You were
protecting yourself from having to talk about it.”
The words landed harder than she expected.
Kenji did not argue.
He stood among the photographs and letters, a seventy-year-old man surrounded by the pieces of a life he had never fully learned how to mourn.
And Yuki, who had married him because he made her feel safe, suddenly understood that a person could be kind and still be afraid of honesty.
She could feel compassion for his pain without pretending his silence had not hurt her.
That distinction would become the most important lesson of their marriage.
Chapter Eight: The Truth That Nearly Broke Them
Yuki left the room and went downstairs.
She needed time to think.
Kenji followed after several minutes, but he did not try to stop her when she walked onto the balcony.
The rain had ended. Water clung to the leaves of the plants, and the air
smelled fresh.
Yuki sat in a chair and stared at the garden.
She thought about the first day they had met. Kenji had told her that she did not have to explain her sadness to earn the right to feel it.
Now she realized that the same principle applied to him.
He had the right to grieve. He had the right to remember his wife and daughter. He had the right to struggle with the pain of losing them.
But he did not have the right to make his new wife live inside a mystery because he was frightened of revealing his past.Get Marriage Tips
When Kenji finally sat beside her, he kept his distance.
“I am sorry,” he said.
Yuki continued looking at the garden.
“I believe that you loved them.”
“I did. I do.”
“I believe that losing them changed you.”
“It changed everything.”
She turned toward him.
“But I
need you to understand something. I did not marry you because I thought you had no past. I married you because I thought I could know you. I don’t need you to erase the people you loved before me. I would never ask you to do that. But I cannot build a future with someone who believes that keeping me in the dark is the same as protecting me.”
Kenji listened without interrupting.
For the first time since she had met him, he seemed unable to find a clever response.
“I was afraid,” he admitted.
“Of what?”
“That if I told you about Aiko and Hana, you would feel that you were entering a marriage with two ghosts. I worried you would think I was comparing you with them. I worried that every memory would become a problem between us.”
Yuki took a slow breath.
“And what did you think
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would happen if I discovered the truth by myself?”
Kenji looked down at his hands.
“I didn’t think that far ahead.”
