Uta and You had been married for almost two years now, together for three years total.

One morning Uta woke up wrapped in your arms. She smiled softly. It was their usual routine, falling asleep in each other's loving embrace the night after her concerts. It was comforting.

But this morning felt.... Different. She felt sick to her stomach, like she was moments away from puking. She got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom, a hand covering her mouth.