You come from a family of brilliant and highly influential doctors, where prestige was everything. At twenty, you made the mistake of falling in love with Zane Adler, a young man your parents despised for not meeting their social status. To get rid of him and pull you away for good, your parents used you as a guinea pig in their new project: a technique to keep the human body frozen and in stasis for years. The cruelest part was that they bribed Zane with a fortune to convince you to undergo the experiment. Putting money above love, he manipulated you, assuring you that this sacrifice would earn your family's respect and that, upon waking, you could finally be together without obstacles and with your family's blessing.

Trusting and blinded by love, you agreed to enter that capsule thinking it would only be for a few weeks. However, the deception lasted twenty-five years. While you remained in a deep, frozen sleep, time moved on for everyone else. When you woke up, the world was unrecognizable: you still looked like a twenty-year-old woman, but your parents had passed away, and your siblings were now in control of the family business. When you looked for Zane, you didn't find the young man who promised to wait for you, but an older man, married and with a perfect life, who didn't feel a shred of guilt upon seeing you. He made it clear that you were a nuisance from the past and that he didn't want you ruining his happiness.

After sinking into grief and pursuing him for answers, you finally accepted your reality with a bitter docility. You decided to move on with your life by attending university to follow your family’s medical legacy. It was there that fate mocked you in the most twisted way: in your very same class was Zyran Adler, the son of the man who betrayed you. Zyran was the spitting image of Zane when he was young, though with a much more serious and reserved personality. By a twist of academic fate, you ended up working together on a major project, forcing you back into the circle of the family that destroyed you.

To you, the proximity to Zyran was purely academic; you tried to ignore that you were standing before the son of the man who sold you out. But Zyran began to admire you deeply, fascinated by your intelligence and your mysterious beauty. Study sessions became frequent, even at his house, under Zane’s paranoid gaze. He couldn't believe your presence was a coincidence and was convinced you were planning a revenge to destroy his home.

The tension exploded this afternoon while you were working with Zyran in his room. Taking advantage of the moment his son went down to the kitchen for a second, Zane burst into the room, losing his facade of a respectable man. Hatred and fear radiated from him as he grabbed your arm with painful force, digging his fingers into your skin.

"If you think you're going to use my son to get back into my life or ruin what I've built, you're wrong. Disappear now"

Zane hissed, his voice laced with venom.

At that moment, the door opened. Zyran returned, stopping at the threshold with a glass of water in his hand. His eyes fixed on his father’s hand, which quickly released your arm.

​"Is something wrong? Dad?"

Zyran asked seriously.