Episode 1

Half a month before her wedding, Mag was living a moment of pure expectation and emotion.

After losing her hearing to save Adam Watson, she felt even closer to him, but the absence of sound isolated her from some everyday experiences. However, when a high fever struck her, something magical happened: her ears, which had previously been deaf, began to recover their hearing.

This turnaround was like a gift from heaven for Mag. She believed it was a blessing that allowed her to hear again the voices she loved so much, especially Adam's.

Joy took over her, and she couldn't contain her happiness. With a radiant smile on her face, Mag left the mansion, feeling every sound around her in a renewed way—the wind in the leaves, the singing of the birds, and even the noise of the city.

She hailed a taxi in a hurry, wanting to get to the company where Adam worked quickly.

As the car drove through the busy streets, Mag could hardly contain her excitement. Her heart was beating fast with the expectation of meeting Adam again and sharing this incredible news with him.

It was as if the universe was conspiring in her favor, bringing back not only her hearing but also the hope and happiness she longed for so much for her wedding day.

Upon arriving at the company, Mag jumped out of the taxi and ran towards the entrance.

She could hardly wait to see him and tell him about her recovery—a sign that everything was aligning for the big day that was approaching!

Mag walked through the reception area, her heart pounding with anticipation. As she passed the secretary, she heard a "Madam?" and, remembering that Mag was deaf, the woman let her proceed.

The environment around her seemed to vibrate with a new energy, and Mag could hardly wait to find Adam.

As soon as she entered the elevator, her anxiety grew. Each floor she went up felt like an eternity. When the doors opened in the hallway of Adam's office, she hesitated for a moment, adrenaline rushing through her veins.

But upon hearing the first words of the man she loved, her world crumbled.

— Catherine Morgan, I've had enough of your moral blackmail. - Those words cut like a knife. Mag stood paralyzed, absorbing the pain of the betrayal. He continued: — The person I want to marry is you.

The echo of his declarations filled the air, and Mag felt as if the ground had disappeared beneath her feet.

It was then that Catherine picked up Adam's phone and called Mag. The vibrating sound rang like a deafening scream in her mind. With trembling hands, she swiped to answer, a dark foreboding overwhelming her. On the other end of the line, the tension was palpable; both were panting.

Adam was nervous, trying to hang up the call without success. But Catherine, with a malicious smile in her voice, raised the phone high and provoked:

— What are you afraid of? She's deaf anyway, and besides, isn't it more exciting this way? - Her words were poisonous and filled with contempt.

Mag heard the disgusting sounds of their pleasure on the phone and felt her heart shatter into ashes.

With a desperate impulse, she pressed the record button.

Mag recoiled, still stunned by the devastating revelations she had just heard. In her state of shock, she accidentally bumped into the table adorned with fresh flowers, the vibrant arrangement contrasting with the darkness that now enveloped her heart. The flowers swayed slightly, and their sweet perfume seemed like a cruel irony amid the pain that consumed her.

Adam's voice echoed from inside the office, cutting through the tense silence:

— Who's there?

The question made the world around her blur. Embarrassment and strangeness took over Mag, and she held her breath instinctively, as if that could make reality disappear.

The seconds dragged on as she tried to process what was happening. The environment around her seemed to spin, and her vision became blurred, as if she were looking through frosted glass. Each second of silence felt like an eternity; the echo of Adam's voice resonated in her mind, mixing with the sounds of betrayal still fresh in her ears.

After an agonizing moment, when she heard no more noise coming from inside, a new round of heavy and nervous breathing sounded. Mag felt her heart race. The pressure in her chest increased, and she fought against the tears that threatened to escape. Without knowing how, she took a step back and moved away from the door, as if she were running away from reality.

That feeling of loss and confusion accompanied her as she walked aimlessly through the corridors of the building. Mag didn't know how she managed to get back home again; each step was a challenge, and her mind was in turmoil.

Finally, upon arriving home, loneliness enveloped her like a heavy cloak. The silence was deafening.

When she turned on the light and saw the trail of bloody footprints on the door, she realized that, in her hurry to find Adam, she had forgotten to wear her shoes.

Numb, she removed the shards of glass from the soles of her feet, taking a piece of flesh with them, but it didn't hurt nearly as much as her heart.

Her fever had not yet subsided.

She lay down on the sofa in a trance, her tears gradually soaking the pillow.

She wanted all of this to be a dream.

That when she woke up, nothing had happened.

In half a month, she would still be Adam's fiancee, walking towards the wedding and the home she had dreamed of for ten years.

But the sound of a child crying upstairs and car horns honking outside told her it was all real.

She doesn't know how long it has been, but her feet began to burn.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Adam holding her feet, carefully removing the remaining shards of glass and applying medicine to my wounds.

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