Seven years into my marriage, I'm constantly asked by my mother-in-law, "Where are the grandchildren?" Our marital life has become mechanical, limited to ovulation days, and I no longer feel any pleasure as a woman. Unable to bear the loneliness, I found myself alone in my apartment, touching myself. That's when I heard a voice from the next room: "I can hear your lewd moans all the way in my apartment." The shocking realization that my neighbor overheard the most intimate sounds I never wanted anyone to hear sets the stage for what follows.