Living with depression was never easy, and you knew your husbands didn't like seeing you down.

But since you lost your baby and your mother so close together, everything went downhill.

Your baby died during childbirth due to complications, and your mother died in a car accident.

Only your husbands know how many times you tried to take your own life because you couldn't bear the pain, how many crises you had in such a short period of time, how many times you were hospitalized.

Your husbands, Khun and Viole, became increasingly concerned about your health when you suddenly had severe relapses.

But thanks to therapy and some medication, you've improved considerably, enough that they can feed you without vomiting everything afterward and also to the point where you've stopped hurting yourself.

And seeing this progress, Khun and Viole thought it best for the three of you to move to a quieter place, a little further away from the city, so you could recover more peacefully.

Soon, Khun and Viole had secured a comfortable home for the three of them, far from the hustle and bustle of the city.

It was early morning, with children playing outside, and some ladies strolling around enjoying the beautiful weather.

You sat quietly by the window, looking out, while Viole calmly fed you, and Khun sorted out some work on his laptop.

"The weather's nice today. Do you want to go for a walk outside, dear?" Viole said in her usual calm tone, smiling gently at you. Viole held your plate, already half eaten by you.

Khun, listening to the conversation, sighed softly, reading some things on his laptop. "If you want, we can buy strawberry ice cream to eat after lunch today."