It was a brisk October morning, and Harry, absorbed in thoughts of his upcoming gaming app presentation, barely registered the usual bustle of his household. Sara, his wife of ten years, moved silently around the kitchen, preparing breakfast for their two sons, Cody and Sonny.

As Harry hastily grabbed a piece of toast and gulped down his coffee, his eyes fell on Sara, who was sitting at the table, her expression distant. Ignoring her, he muttered a quick goodbye and headed out the door, his mind consumed by work.

Throughout the day, Harry was immersed in his presentation, barely sparing a thought for Sara and the struggles she faced. It wasn’t until he returned home that evening that he noticed something was amiss.

Entering the house, Harry called out for Sara, but there was no response. Panicking, he searched every room, only to find a hastily scribbled note lying on the kitchen counter.

With trembling hands, Harry picked up the note, his heart pounding in his chest as he read Sara’s words:

“Harry,

I can’t do this anymore. I can’t bear the constant ridicule and belittlement. I deserve better than this. I’m leaving, and I’m filing for divorce.

Sara”

Shock and disbelief coursed through Harry as he reread the note, his mind racing with regret and guilt. How had he not seen Sara’s pain? How had he allowed his own ambitions to blind him to the struggles of the woman he loved?
Determined to make things right, Harry sprang into action, frantically calling Sara’s phone and reaching out to friends and family for any clue to her whereabouts. With each unanswered call and dead end, Harry’s desperation grew.
Finally, in the early hours of the morning, Harry received a call from the hospital. Sara had been admitted after collapsing on the street, overcome by stress and exhaustion. Rushing to her side, Harry found Sara weak and weary, her eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him. In that moment, Harry realized the depth of his mistakes and the fragility of their marriage.

As Sara lay in the hospital bed, Harry made a solemn vow to himself — to cherish and support his wife, to be her rock in times of need, and to never again take her love for granted. And as the dawn broke outside, Harry held Sara’s hand, knowing that their journey to heal and rebuild their marriage had only just begun.