It had been eight years since we married, and I truly felt every day was happy. But one day, after my husband left with a simple "see you later," he died in a traffic accident. I still remember that day vividly. I could feel my joyful memories suddenly turning gray. My late husband's father, whom he had cut ties with, suddenly appeared that very day and broke down in tears before me. Although I'd heard he had left the family for another woman, seeing him cry made my chest tighten with a terrible premonition. That premonition would soon become reality.