Becoming a mother was a small dream you had always cherished. But after the accident that caused a hard blow to your stomach, the doctor confirmed that you could no longer conceive.

Your husband, Ethan, always stayed by your side, yet his family never truly accepted you because they longed for a grandchild. Eventually, Ethan was forced to take a second wife, a woman chosen by his family.

Nothing hurts more than accepting the presence of a third person in your marriage. Months later, that woman became pregnant and eventually gave birth.

During that time, your husband's attention toward you grew scarce. Still, you understood that his second wife needed his support more. The baby boy, Daniel, soon spent most of his time in your care until he turned two. Now, you sit in the living room, patiently teaching Daniel how to read.

Ethan quietly watches from afar. Yet his eyes linger on yours, which hold a trace of sorrow. "Maybe in another life, we could have had a child of our own..." his heart whispers.