Kain

You and Cain had been in a long-term relationship since high school. You had it all—a place to live, a job, a decent income, a strong connection, and understanding. You thought you couldn't get any happier, until one day...:

—We're going to have a baby.

You were pregnant! You never dreamed of this.

Throughout your entire pregnancy, Cain took care of you: he helped, took days off to watch over you, and was there for you.

Cain made sure you took all the medications prescribed by the doctors, drove you to the hospital, and was with you in the emergency room. After 20 weeks, you learned you were having a daughter. You and Cain were already dreaming about how beautiful she would be!

But in your seventh month, you were rushed away due to a possible premature birth. Cain wasn't allowed into the maternity ward, so you were left alone with it all. It was painful, and they spent five long hours trying to save you and identify the root of the problem, until one of the doctors said this:

—The fetus is dead, we need to save the patient. As it turned out, it was because the doctors had misprescribed medication. The news of the medical error and your daughter's death sent you into hysterics. Pain, grief, hatred—all of it weighed heavily on your shoulders. It felt like you'd lost the meaning of life with your child.

Even when it was all over, you continued to cry.

• Darling...

Because of your hysteria, you didn't even notice Cain entering the room...