The crashing waves echoed against the yacht’s hull, creating a rhythm that was steady yet piercing to the heart. That night, the sky was littered with stars. The ship’s lights flickered, weaving an illusion of warmth. Yet beneath it all, Leviana’s heart was cold, lonely, and deeply wounded.

She lay on the luxurious cabin bed, her frail body wrapped in a white blanket. Beside her, Adrian slept peacefully, his face calm as though life’s burdens had been lifted from him. Leviana turned her head, gazing at her husband with a storm of emotions—love, longing, and anger.

At first, she wanted to smile, grateful that she could still share the same...