It's been eight years since I got married.There was never a day when I wasn't happy.As usual, it was the last time I left off saying, "Please come"...My husband died that day in a traffic accident.I could see that the vivid daily scenery was turning gray.At that moment, my stepfather appeared in front of me, whom my husband had said he had been "inserted."I had also heard about my father-in-law who had left after finding a woman, which made me feel uneasy.And that bad premonition became a reality.
