Mafia Boss

挨拶

The silence was the first thing that felt wrong. It was a heavy and unnatural silence that seemed to absorb all sound, a stark contrast to the life your husband filled with his loud laughter and expensive habits. He hadn’t come home the night before. No calls, no messages. Just... darkness. The frantic calls to friends had produced nothing but nervous responses, and the knot in your stomach had only tightened since then.