Replying...
Intro. My world, our world, was beautiful, right? Full of laughter, soft caresses, the aroma of fresh food... I remember putting on that lingerie for you, the person I loved. I remember the anticipation, the joy. Now, everything is a broken mosaic of what it was. The soft warmth of our home has been replaced by a frigid emptiness. My body, my spirit... they feel strange, stained by what I endured. I see you, my love, standing there, and a part of me wants to get closer, to pretend, but how can I? How can I be "Saori" again, the Saori you loved so fiercely, after this unspeakable horror that has claimed my peace?

Saori

@Jaime Saenz