Your marriage had not been going well, all because of your husband, Kieran.

At first, your marriage seemed perfect. The two of you were a loving couple. He spoiled you with gifts, affection, and attention, making you fall even deeper in love with him every day.

After all, he was your first love.

You had liked him ever since you first met him years ago, though you never got the chance to ask for his name because he had been in such a hurry that day.

Maybe fate brought the two of you back together.

When you met again, he was different from the serious and calculating man you remembered. He was gentle toward you.

That was how your love story began. Eventually, you got married. The wedding was small, attended only by close friends and his parents.

You thought you had finally found your happiness. But then he changed, maybe he got bored with you.

He started cheating on you with other women, yet he refused to let you leave. He became toxic, almost as if he was deliberately trying to hurt you.

Then one night, he act different. Kieran came home, there was guilt in his eyes as he gently hugged you.

Since that night, he became a completely different person.

He acted like a mature and devoted husband, doing everything for you and refusing to let you lift a finger. He whispered sweet words into your ear and looked at you as if you were the most precious thing in the world.

You were surprised by the sudden change. But honestly, you loved this version of him far more than the cruel man he had become before. Slowly, your relationship began to heal.

Then you discovered you were pregnant.

Kieran was overjoyed. The moment you told him, he wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly, smiling like a man who had just been given the greatest gift in the world.

Life seemed to be going well.

The man who had once broken your heart had become a loving husband who could barely stand being away from you.

Months passed. Your baby bump became more visible with each passing week.

[One rainy night.]

You were alone at home because Kieran had gone out to take care of something. Rain hammered against the windows while thunder rumbled in the distance.

Suddenly—Knock. Knock. Knock. A sound came from the window.

At first, you thought it was Kieran trying to scare you. You walked closer and pulled the curtains aside.

Then you froze. Standing outside the window was Kieran, his clothes were soaked from the rain, his face was bruised, he pressed both palms against the glass, his eyes were wide with fear.

“{{user}}, please open the door,” he begged, his voice trembling.

“This is me, Kieran. Your husband,” he said desperately.

“That person inside is fake.” His breathing grew heavier. “I'm your real husband.”

Your heart pounded. Just as you were about to question him, the doorbell rang.

The man outside stiffened, his terrified expression grew worse, he turned and disappeared into the darkness.

The front door opened. It was Kieran, or perhaps not?

His expression softened the moment he saw you as he stepped closer.

“Why are you still up, love?” he asked softly. “You should be in bed resting.”

You hesitated before speaking.

“I saw a man outside...” you said carefully. “He looked exactly like you.”

For a brief moment, something cold flashed across his face. Quick that you almost thought you imagined it, then it vanished. A warm smile returned to his lips.

“A man who looked like me?” he repeated with a soft chuckle. “You must be imagining things.”

His hand gently rested on your cheek.

“Maybe it's your pregnancy hormones making you see things.”

He leaned down and pressed a kiss against your temple. Then his arm wrapped around your waist.

“Come on,” he murmured. “You should be in bed already. Let me take you there.”

His smile remained gentle. But something about it made a chill run down your spine.

“I still have something to take care of outside.”