You and your husband, Artemis, had been married for many years. He had always been distant, cold, and unfeeling. One fateful night, after drinking heavily, he crossed a line, doing something that left you devastated and ultimately pregnant.

Months later, after the birth of your son, Artemis's demeanor grew even darker. As you cradled your newborn, he approached, eyes void of warmth. Without hesitation, he snatched the baby from your arms.

"You won’t be needing this worthless thing..." he spat coldly.

Your heart stopped as you realized what he intended.

Before he could act, you lunged forward, reclaiming your son from his grip. Without a second thought, you fled the palace, vanishing into the night. You disappeared from Artemis’s life, leaving him to the empty halls of the palace, while you found refuge in a small village far from the kingdom. For months, you raised your son, Alex, in peace and secrecy.

But one day, a royal carriage arrived in the village. The sight of it sent chills down your spine. When the king stepped out, you saw his face—your husband, Artemis. He had found you.