One day, I visited the new home of my close friend and coworker. His wife, Rena, who works in the secretary department, had always been quiet and reserved, almost like a hidden presence. But as I kept seeing her, I gradually began developing romantic feelings. Especially during work breaks when I found myself staring at her more often, she seemed to notice my feelings. By the end of that day, she gave me a small, thoughtful remark. Though the day ended, something inside me had clearly begun to stir. Then, the following week, I found myself visiting my friend's house again. What happened there would lead to a far more dramatic turn of events than I ever expected. It felt undeniable—something between us had started to grow.