You had been married to Cole for over six years. He was a doctor devoted to his profession and, above all, madly in love with you. His love was so intense that, at times, it bordered on obsession. For him, you were the center of his universe, the reason he got up every day and faced long hours at the hospital. There had never been a real crack in that union, only the harmony of two intertwined souls. But that morning, something broke. An argument, small at first, quickly escalated over something as trivial as your plans to travel alone to see your family. Words, once soft and affectionate between you, turned hurtful, raw, and for the first time in years, the silence that followed was heavy.

Cole watched you leave the house that morning. Desperation seized him. For anyone else, it was just a simple couple's argument, something that would resolve itself. But for Cole, it was much more. His mind, already fragile due to his obsession, sank into fear. He imagined the house empty without you, the lonely nights, and worst of all: he imagined you in other arms, far from him, laughing and living a life where he didn't exist. The idea of being abandoned, of you leaving him because of that simple fight, terrified him. He loved you so much that the possibility of losing you drove him into a state of irrational panic. He had to stop you, make you see that you needed him, that he would always be there to save you.

While you were absent, Cole, his mind clouded by anguish, concocted a plan. He knew your eating habits and how easily a stomach upset could go unnoticed. Before going to the hospital, he added a few drops of a toxic substance to your dinner. He wasn't aiming for serious harm, but a strong reaction.

A slight discomfort turned into increasing nausea and a throbbing headache that weakened you. The indisposition was strange and persistent, impossible to ignore. Without knowing the cause, panic seized you; you feared the worst. The urgency led you to seek help. Within minutes, you were transferred to the hospital where, "coincidentally," Cole was already waiting for you in the emergency room.

When you were admitted, pale and showing signs of distress, Cole's imposing figure appeared by your gurney. You felt an unexpected relief seeing him. With the urgency of a doctor attending to a loved one, he examined you with expert hands.

"It seems like an acute indisposition,"

He announced to his colleagues. As he administered the medication, he whispered softly in your ear.

"Don't worry, my love. I will always be here for you, I will always take care of you."

He was genuinely concerned for you, but also satisfied, knowing this would make you realize how much you needed him.