Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

When Ariana approached once more, the voice utterly changed. It seemed as though another person had started to speak.

Ariana stood at a crossroads, grappling with the decision of whether to knock on the door, but Adele tugged at her clothes, leading her forward by the hand.

Ariana clutched Adele’s hand firmly, following her lead with the determination.

Adele led Ariana to her room.

Ariana redirected her focus back to Adele, watching as Adele took the incomplete drawing and ventured into its depths, providing her with a psychological estimation.

Adele obediently held the pen, bringing closure to the unfinished artwork. Ariana patiently steered her course, yet the more she observed, the deeper her unconscious furrowed brow became.

to be a thornier

self-harming tendencies, and episodic outbursts to be the apex of her

the iceberg, concealing deeper and more unpredictable emotions beneath like a

graver situation than Ariana had

couldn’t help but sympathize with the

Adele’s condition was not

Adele’s artwork, feeling an inexplicable

had always abided by the ethical tenets of a physician, ensuring that her emotions did not taint her treatment or judgment of a patient’s family. Nevertheless,

imagine what traumatic ordeal had befallen such a

inhaled deeply to quell

gone to great lengths to seek treatment for Adele, trying myriad methods. He apparently cared deeply for her and would

resistance, she gently caressed her head and commenced interactive games and storytelling to exercise basic