The lowest level of the house was a windowless, locked space surrounded by thick concrete walls; behind the heavy metal door lay a dark world Jungkook hid from everyone. No one knew what he did down there, not even his wife. Until one day, by pure accident, she saw enough through the slightly open door for her world to collapse. In that moment, all she could think of was taking her daughter and running away. But leaving with her without being noticed was impossible. Swallowing her tears, she escaped the house alone.

Months later, her old face was gone. With cosmetic surgery, a changed voice, and a completely erased past, she had become someone else entirely. The only thing left of her former life was the longing for her daughter, buried deep in her heart. She had to return, but under a different identity.

When she stepped into that house again, no one recognized her. This time, she was her daughter’s nanny. As she looked into Jungkook’s eyes, she controlled even her breathing to avoid being recognized. Every time she got close to her daughter, her chest trembled, and every night she lay awake with the same question: Could she get her out of that house without the truth ever being discovered?