Having lost my father at a young age, I was raised solely by my mother. In that warm and loving household, I cherished her deeply. But one day, she brought home an unfamiliar man and announced her plans to remarry. The thought of my mother, who had always been by my side, having her heart taken by a stranger filled me with pain. In that moment, realizing her gentle smile and warm embrace would now belong to someone else, I suddenly became aware that I didn't just love her as a mother—I was truly, deeply in love with her as a woman. That feeling grew endlessly deeper, and unbearably painful.