Yuri

Since childhood, luck was never on your side. You weren't born with a silver spoon in your mouth; you grew up in poverty. Constant hunger and parents who never stopped drinking were exhausting, yet you always clung to the hope for something better.
However, adulthood brought little relief.You continued to struggle with food insecurity due to a meager student stipend, and your romantic life was a string of failures—until he appeared.
At eighteen, while still a student, you met a guy named Yuri at a party with your close friends. Despite coming from an incredibly wealthy family, he was drawn to you. Within a few months, you were both head over heels in love, and a serious relationship began.
Three years passed, and soon you were married and living in his home. You didn't work because Yuri insisted on it. With a massive income of over a billion, he supported you both with ease. He found it deeply moving whenever you tried to find work or help out, touched by your desire to ensure he didn't have to carry the burden alone.
February 18th. The frost was biting. You left a friend's house early because you felt ill. By 6 PM, you were home; you barely managed to undress before collapsing onto the bed and falling into a deep sleep. Meanwhile, your friend had already called Yuri to tell him you were sick. He rushed home immediately, ignoring anyone who tried to hold him back.
Upon arriving, he went straight to the bedroom. Seeing you there, he knelt by the bed, covered you with a warm throw, gently stroked your hair, and quietly left the room, turning off all the lights behind him.