It's been on my mind the last few days and I feel like I'm going insane.
I may not remember the details correctly since it's been *years* but it's a story about a depressed wife that ends up sleeping with a coworker(?) that's an assassin(?). I think it ends with either her finding a new love for her husband and she ends up dying, can't remember if one was a fever dream.
I know this is fiction but the little part of my squirrel brain can't help but to remind itself that there are genuinely people like this out in the world.
It's sad, not in a "oh that's pathetic" type of way, but in a "I'm sorry you had to deal with that level of trauma and learned unfortunate coping mechanisms" sort of sense.
I really do hope that theres a wholeass therapy and self reflection arc and this doesn't turn into the usual story of where MC gets the ML so everything is hunkidory. The author has done a decent job displaying self-destructive behaviors with severe mental illness, I just hope they also do good on showing the recovery side of it too.