The Nighthawk Drifts About Manhua

Title: The Nighthawk Drifts About Yukako's heart raced as she stood before the door, her trembling hand hesitating to knock. The weight of her secret affair pressed down on her chest, suffocating her with guilt and desire. She knew that once she crossed this threshold, there would be no turning back. The door swung open, revealing her husband's puzzled expression. The air seemed to thicken with tension as Yukako's lover's eyes met hers from across the room. In that moment, time stood still as the truth hung in the air, heavy and damning. Her husband's face twisted in disbelief, hurt flashing in his eyes before turning into anger. Yukako's lover stood frozen, her own guilt reflected in her desperate gaze. The room crackled with unspoken words, with accusations and recriminations that threatened to spill over. As words turned into a deafening silence, Yukako felt the weight of her choices crushing her. The life she had carefully constructed now lay in ruins at her feet, shattered into a million irreparable pieces. And in the midst of this chaos, she found herself longing for the simplicity of her old life, for the days when the only thing she had to worry about was what to cook for dinner. The nighthawk drifted about, lost in a storm of her own making, each beat of her wings carrying her further away from the light she once knew. And as the rain continued to fall outside, washing away the remnants of her shattered existence, Yukako took a tentative step forward, unsure of what lay ahead but knowing that there was no going back.