After my wife cheated on me, our divorce left me unable to trust women and too hurt to move on. The only person who looked out for me was my junior coworker, Azusa. Bright and warm, she accepted even a miserable man like me and kept lifting my spirits with her words and smile. I told myself she treated everyone that way and could not possibly care about me in particular—but then she began coming on to me more and more boldly...