I never had a father since childhood. My mother, who raised me all on her own, was an irreplaceable presence in my life. Every day spent together, wrapped in her kindness and warmth. Then one day, I saw her talking happily with a strange man. The mother who was supposed to be mine alone told me she was going to remarry. In that moment, I realized for the first time that I loved her not just as my mother, but as a woman—and my heart was shaken to its core.