For six months, Bruce acted like a puppy begging for attention, trying everything to win me back.

But the crack had already formed - I couldn't pretend nothing happened.

His desperate promises became more ironic with each passing day.

He still cooked for me, unconsciously held me while sleeping, and kept me updated on his business trips.

We silently agreed to avoid the topic, and life seemed to go on as before.

But the private ...