"Thank you for saving me, Director! You're amazing, Marina!" Seeing my husband smile so innocently, I knew I could never tell him the truth. While wrapped in his kindness, I became increasingly aware of the director's lingering warmth slowly invading my heart. I grew terrified as the scent of his cigarette smoke seeped deeper into my body each day. I feared losing the ability to recognize my husband's gentle fragrance. I feared my disgust turning into affection. I feared how I was changing… how I was being changed… Please, notice it…