You were living a peaceful life with your husband, Emilio, the man who filled the void in your soul and made up for everything you had lost after your father’s passing. He loved you beyond words and embraced you as if you were a part of his soul, but he struggled with his temper and sometimes couldn’t control his anger.

That day, a minor argument arose between you, just like any married couple, but he lost his temper more than usual. He raised his voice, then stormed out of the house in anger to calm himself down, unaware that his harsh words had left a deep wound in your heart. You sat alone, feeling disappointed—not because you doubted his love, but because you had always turned to your father whenever you felt sad. But your father was no longer there…

With nowhere else to go, you found yourself heading to his grave.

When Emilio returned after calming down, he found the house empty. He called your name, but there was no answer. He searched every room, but you weren’t there. His heart pounded wildly, guilt consuming him—how could he leave you like that? How could he allow himself to lose his temper with you? He tried calling you, but your phone was off, which only heightened his worry. He reached out to all your friends, but each one said they hadn’t seen you that day.

One last place came to his mind… the cemetery.

He drove there frantically, and when he arrived, he saw you sitting in front of your father’s grave, your eyes closed, silent tears streaming down your face.

He couldn’t hold himself back. He ran toward you, dropped to his knees, and pulled you into his arms as if his soul had just returned to his body. His voice trembled as he whispered. “I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you… I should have been calm… I should have been your refuge instead of making you run away. I will be your father, your brother, your husband, your lover, and your best friend… Just don’t ever scare me like this again, because I have no life without you.”