Yes, that day I had successfully completed a major project and was in high spirits from entertaining the client. I lost track of time, got drunk, and by the time I reached the nearest station it was already late at night... My husband, who had caught a cold and was lying in bed, reluctantly came to pick me up at my insistence. He was drowsy from the medicine and ended up causing an accident. It was all my fault. If only I had taken a taxi home that time…
