Blurb：
When Kyle Fletcher removes his hearing aid during arguments, Jessica Rivers faces the ultimate silent treatment. For seven years, she’s been patient with her hearing-impaired husband’s fragile sensitivity, believing his world revolved only around her. But everything shatters when Nina appears – another hearing-impaired woman who receives the gentle comfort Jessica never got. Watch as Kyle Fletcher’s double standards destroy his marriage, forcing Jessica Rivers to choose between his small world and her vast future. This emotional story explores deaf representation, toxic relationships, and the painful realization that sometimes love isn’t enough when only one person is willing to listen.
Content：
Every time we argued, Kyle Fletcher would deliberately take off his hearing aid.
No listening, no responding, no speaking.
He just gave me the silent treatment.
My friends advised me: He’s too fragile and sensitive. You need to be more patient.
After all, he can’t hear the sounds from the outside world. His world only has you in it.
I believed them.
Time and again, I compromised and made peace.
Until his junior, Nina, who was also hearing impaired, appeared.
Kyle would comfort her, cheer her up, and take the initiative to apologize after their arguments.
Watching him be so capable of loving someone, it was like a sudden, brutal clarity.
That night, I asked for a divorce, but Kyle just coldly removed his hearing aid.
He didn’t hear me, again.
The next day, he opened the bedroom door, haughty as ever.
Jessica Rivers, get in here. I forgive you now.
But the response he got wasn’t my tearful, grateful relief.
The apartment was empty. Only a note taped to the door fluttered in the breeze.
Kyle, your world is small, but mine is still vast.
I won’t be accompanying you on the rest of your journey.
The room fell silent the moment I pushed the door open.
Some people glanced at me stealthily, while others couldn’t bear to look.
Because Kyle was comforting a girl.
A girl who, like him, had congenital hearing loss.
She wore a pink hearing aid.
Right then, she had taken it off, covering her ears.
Putting on a show of being hurt and throwing a tantrum,, she refused to listen to Kyle.
Kyle noticed me too.
But after one indifferent glance, he turned back to comforting the girl.
He was unwrapping a cupcake, speaking to her in a low, patient murmur.
This was the first time I had seen Kyle comfort someone like this.
Because of his childhood hearing impairment,
his temperament was somewhat rebellious.
He was also incredibly fragile and sensitive.
We had known each other for seven years.
This kind of humble comforting had always been something only I did for him.
I stood by the door, not moving.
The girl seemed to sense the change in atmosphere.
She turned to look at me.
The moment her eyes met mine, the tears that had been welling in her eyes spilled over.
Then, she shoved Kyle away and ran out of the home.
Kyle didn’t hesitate. He immediately got up and chased after her.
As he passed me, his steps faltered for a second.
Finally, he looked at me.
Nina can’t hear. She doesn’t know anyone here.
I’ll find her and make sure she’s safe, then I’ll come home.
I didn’t say anything.
Kyle was clearly anxious.
Jessica, something could happen to Nina if she runs out like this.
He frowned deeply, pushed me aside with his hand.
Be reasonable. If you want to make a scene, pick a better time.
I stumbled slightly from the push, bumping against the wall.
But Kyle didn’t even notice.
He hurried into the elevator without looking back.
The atmosphere was awkward and tense.
Until a friend tried to smooth things over, like always.
Jessica, Nina is just Kyle’s junior.
It’s just because they both have hearing impairments that Kyle looks out for her a bit more.
Don’t misunderstand. We can all vouch. Kyle only sees her as a friend.
As he spoke, he shot meaningful looks at the others in the room.
Everyone seemed to snap out of it, chiming in with agreement.
Yeah, we’ve all seen it.
Kyle just thinks it’s tough for her, studying here in New York all alone..
He just helps out where he can.
They spoke it so lightly,
as if this were just some trivial matter.
But all I could see was Kyle comforting his junior, Nina.
He clumsily unwrapped the cake,
even thoughtfully handing her a fork.
Nina had taken off her hearing aid in a huff, refusing to listen to him.
He knew perfectly well she couldn’t hear him,
but he still patiently coaxed her softly.
Probably even Kyle himself didn’t realize
everything he was doing for Nina
was exactly what I had done for him, countless times, over the past seven years.
Every time we had a conflict,
Kyle would expressionlessly remove his hearing aid.
Shut himself in the bedroom all night.
No listening, no responding, no speaking. He just gave me the silent treatment.
His friends often advised me,
Jessica, you know how he is. He’s so sensitive, that’s why he needs extra patience and understanding.
He is unable to perceive the outside world. His inner world is too closed. All these years, you’re the only girl he’s ever let in.
He really loves you. He just doesn’t know how to love someone.
I believed them.
So every time he took off his hearing aid and shut himself in the room,
I would wait outside the door all night.
Even though I knew he couldn’t hear,
I’d fight off sleep and knock lightly on the door from time to time.
What if he happened to put his hearing aid on just then?
What if he heard me knocking?
Then he’d know I’d been waiting outside all along.
Maybe he wouldn’t be so angry anymore?
But now,
watching him be so capable of loving someone,
it suddenly hit me.
Maybe he never loved me at all.
Maybe it was just that, for all these years, I was the only one patient enough to tolerate him.
The only one willing shrink my own world to fit into his tiny, confined one..
I lowered my head and smiled.
Just like I had countless times before,
I softly said to the friends watching me anxiously, I know. I’ll go home and wait for him.
Kyle’s friends visibly relaxed, sighing in relief.
They smiled warmly and personally saw me to the elevator.
As the elevator doors closed, I heard someone on the phone.
Jessica isn’t mad, don’t worry.
After all these years, you should know her. You could call her a bitch and she’d probably compliment your choice of words..
The elevator doors closed.
I couldn’t hear anymore.
I looked up and saw my lifeless face in the mirrored wall.
And the dull, grayish dress I was wearing.
The only bright spot was the wedding ring on my finger.
But there was a time I used to shine too, sitting at a grand piano on a stage.
After marrying Kyle,
I became his assistant, his housekeeper, and his secretary.
The piano in our Brooklyn loft gathered dust.
My fingers, it seemed, had grown stiff and clumsy too.
Kyle came back very late that night.
As usual,
he casually took off his jacket and tie, handing them to me.
But this time, I didn’t take them.
I noticed a few tiny pink crystals stuck to his black hearing aid.
The same shade of pink as the one Nina wore.
He held the tie, watching me.
His slightly furrowed brow showed his displeasure.
But I still didn’t take it.
Kyle’s patience seemed to finally wear thin.
His patience seemed to finally snap.
He tossed the clothes onto the sofa and glared at me.
Jessica Rivers, are you throwing a tantrum?
I shook my head.
I wasn’t throwing a tantrum.
If I were to shout, to fight with him,
to cry out my heart,
it would mean I still cared.
it would mean I hadn’t given up on loving him.
Nina got hurt.
She wasn’t wearing her hearing aid and didn’t hear the car horn.
Kyle lifted a hand to adjust his glasses.
He had beautiful hands, slender and strong.
A pang of loss hit me.
There was a time I adored every part of him.
Loved him uncontrollably.
She’s all alone here. I couldn’t just stand by.
Jessica, don’t tell me you’ve lost even that basic shred of empathy.
His frown deepened, a look of faint exhaustion and impatience on his handsome face.
He was always a man of few words.
Tonight’s explanation seemed rare.
I suddenly laughed. What if it were me?
I have juniors or friends too.
What if I treated them the way you treated Nina today?
Kyle’s eyes turned cold.
Jessica Rivers.
He smirked sarcastically.
So, you regret it. You regret marrying a cripple like me.
You think you missed out on better men?
My heart felt like a burnt-out candle.
Any last hope I had for him was extinguished.
Forget it, Jessica.
Just let it go.
I called out to him again, intending to get the drafted divorce papers.
But Kyle was already walking toward the bedroom.
I watched his retreating back.
It seemed he never really paid me any mind.
All these years, I was always watching his back.
But before, it would make me feel desolate and sad.
Now, I didn’t care anymore.
Kyle.
I softly called his name.
He paused slightly, turning back.
Let’s get divorced.
The moment I said the words,
he happened to take off his hearing aid.
Just like countless times before.
Whenever we had any conflict or argument,
he would do this.
So, he didn’t hear again.
His gaze was cold.
He just gave me a cold look,
turned away again, and went straight into the room.
A soft click.
All too familiar.
Kyle had locked the door.
I stood there for a moment longer.
The packed suitcase was right by the entryway.
Kyle hadn’t noticed.
Or maybe he had,
but he just didn’t care.
I placed the divorce papers on the entryway table.
As I wheeled my suitcase out,
I took a deep breath.
It felt incredibly liberating.
I didn’t look back.
I wouldn’t look back again.
On the way to my pre-marital apartment,
I saw Nina’s post on Instagram.
Only those with similar scars can understand each other’s deepest pain.
She had posted a photo.
Her pink hearing aid, nestled right next to a black one.
It looked intimate, like two souls seeking solace in each other.
I saw Kyle had liked it.
My hands trembled slightly.
Tears still welled up, uncontrollably.
So many people had told me , over and over. Jessica, you saved Kyle.
Only you understand his pain and struggles.
We, his friends, truly can’t imagine what would have become of Kyle if you hadn’t appeared.
He used to be very rebellious and withdrawn.
His social skills were a mess.
His academic career almost ended because of it.
I thought I truly understood him.
Even naively believed I’d saved him.
But this moment, his like made the past seven years a joke.
Yeah, he and Nina were alike.
Both had hearing impairments since childhood.
So they understood each other’s pain better.
Unlike me, A perfectly whole, physically and mentally sound woman.
I forced my way into someone else’s fate.
And made a complete mess of my own life.
I scrolled past that post.
Blocked Kyle.
Blocked all those connected to him.
His world really was so small.
So suffocatingly small.
It was time for me to leave.
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