It's been over a decade since I married my husband. We married simply because we were at the right age, and I've felt unfulfilled in a married life where I'm treated like a housekeeper. In the midst of those days, I received notice of a class reunion for the first time in 10 years. Among my aging classmates, Takimoto-kun, whom I had feelings for back then, remained as kind as ever. But even for him, it was obvious to anyone that things weren't going well with Ayaka-san, the class madonna he married. "If it were me, I could love him so much more." That thought crossed my mind...
