After my husband's sudden death, I was left alone, drowning in grief. That's when my brother-in-law, Keisuke, showed up and began to stir emotions I couldn't control. Disregarding my sorrow, he raped me right in front of my husband's portrait. Day after day, he kept coming back, demanding my body. Burdened with guilt, I still found myself drawn to his warmth, my heart slowly surrendering to him. By the time the seventh day memorial passed, my heart had twisted into something unfaithful, and I began to accept him completely.