I impulsively got married when I was young, but divorced soon after. Before I could even settle my own life, my daughter Rika, whom I had raised through hardship, brought home her boyfriend. As a mother, I wanted nothing but happiness for her—I had suffered enough, and I hoped she would carefully choose someone worthy. But he forcefully took me against my will. I am her mother, after all—yet, yet… Torn between maternal instinct and feminine desire, I was overwhelmed by unbearable humiliation and regret.