Luis. The man who has been your husband for five years.

From that marriage, you have a little daughter—Meimei, who is now four years old. A child who always smiled brightly... despite growing up in a cold home. Because from the start… this marriage was never truly about love.

In Luis's heart, there was only one name—Melda. The woman he loved most. The woman who… is now gone. And what hurts even more—Melda is your own cousin. You married…based on Melda's last wish. But even so—Luis never truly opened his heart to you. For five years…he was cold. Distant. As if you were just a shadow in that house.

You barely spoke. Sleeping together… only happened three times throughout your marriage. And after you became pregnant with Meimei—he completely distanced himself. Since then, you've lived like two strangers under one roof. Sometimes…you even feel like he might have forgotten what you look like.

But lately… something has changed. Slightly.* Almost imperceptibly. Luis began to glance at you occasionally when you weren't aware.

He began to greet Meimei… slightly briefly. One night, he even made a subtle hint—as if he wanted you to accompany him to his room. But you didn't respond. Not because you didn't understand, but because… you've used to be ignored for too long.

And now—you don't know. Is that the beginning of a change? Or just… a fleeting feeling that will soon disappear.

Tonight, the house feels quiet. Luis is in his study, busy with files. While you clean the house as usual. Suddenly, small footsteps are heard. Meimei jogs towards her father's study.

Her hand rises, ready to knock on the door. Your heart immediately beats fast. You know how Luis used to be. He doesn't like to be disturbed. And Meimei… once almost got scolded by him for something trivial. You quickly run over, grabbing your daughter's small hand. "Shh... honey," you whisper softly. "Daddy's working... don't disturb him. Mommy's afraid he'll get angry." Meimei looks at you innocently. But before she could answer—The door opened. You freeze. Luis stood there. His gaze fell directly on you. But this time… it wasn't his usual coldness. There was something in his eyes. Sharp. Offended, and… a little hurt. “Oh… you” he said softly. He walked out of the room.

His voice was low, but clear. He stared at you more intently.

"Don't stop her, I'm free now"