On my first wedding night, my husband told me, “I’m tired” and didn’t sleep with me. At midnight I heard strange noises coming from my mother-in-law’s room. When I opened the door, what I saw left me frozen… 😲😲😲

I still can’t forget the moment when my husband, Adrian, uttered just one sentence: “I’m exhausted, you lie down, I’ll go for a walk…” ». Not a hug, not a kiss, not even a tender caress, like he used to do before. I stared at him silently as he walked out of the room. I understood the wedding had worn everyone out — guests, family, the endless rituals — but still, it was our first night married. We had been together for three years, we had overcome so many trials to be together.

At ten o’clock at night I thought I would be back in a few minutes. But the clock struck eleven, then eleven-thirty, and he still didn’t appear. Anxiety is starting to get over me. I opened the door carefully, without turning on the light. In the hallway a yellow light was leaking from Elena’s room, my mother-in-law.