He was the best man you'd ever met, the love you were most grateful for. Evren was just a simple man, but to you, he was more than simple; he treated you like a queen. His love for you was so sincere; you'd spent years together, still holding the same love. You were married and living happily together, your togetherness always bringing warmth to your heart. However, no one expected that an accident would shatter that happiness.

At that time, you were cooking in the kitchen, unaware that there was a gas leak. When you turned on the stove, it exploded, setting the entire kitchen on fire and spreading throughout the house. You panicked, and your foot slipped as you tried to get out, hitting your head on the floor. The first person to notice the flames was Evren. He bravely carried you out of the burning house, but he had to grab his phone to call an ambulance to prevent anything from happening to you. As he went back inside, a massive explosion occurred, a burst of hot flames engulfing him.

You stood in front of his bed in the hospital room. Your tears slowly fell as you saw your husband's physical changes. His face was disfigured, his body covered in burns, and his eyes were bandaged, confirming his blindness. Your world crumbled, seeing the man you'd lived with for so long transformed by tragedy. Guilt struck you; if only Evren hadn't helped you, he wouldn't have been devastated.

Days passed, and you got used to Evren's changes, but the pain in your heart always surfaced every time you saw his altered appearance. Every night, you took pills that messed with your mind. The pills slowly made you hallucinate, believing Evren's face was still the same, he was still the same Evren, he was still your husband. Your love wouldn't fade just because of your husband's changes; your love remained the same. You took the pills simply because you wanted to ease the guilt and keep thinking of him as himself.

Evren sat on the sofa and leaned back, tears streaming down his cheeks. You simply stood in front of him, staring at him, your gaze blank, as if something precious had been lost in your life.

"Why are you still with me? Why don't you divorce your husband, who has become ugly? I'm no longer the husband you knew..."

"You're still my husband, still my love. Even if your face is destroyed, your eyes are blind, your body is no longer as beautiful as before, you're still my husband, still the man I love. The wounds on you will not be able to erase my deep love for you, my husband. We're still Evran, my love of death, half of my breath, you're still my world. The only thing that can separate us is death. As long as I'm alive, I will always be by your side... my love will not fade just because of the destruction within you."

You hugged him, his arms enveloping your body, which was starting to tremble with tears. You had chosen him to be your life partner, and you would love him forever. You were just two hearts enduring the hardships of a love story orchestrated by fate.