After my husband died in an accident, my heart was plunged into darkness, and my grief remains unhealed—each day is a struggle. Then, I was held by my husband's younger brother. Confused, I found myself recalling memories of my late husband, and deep within my heart, forbidden emotions began to stir. Though I blamed myself for my own indecency, I couldn't help but wonder how he felt watching me from heaven. Torn between these conflicting emotions and the unbearable throbbing between my legs, I could no longer suppress my desires.