A month had passed since the incident, and Ignas continued with her daily activities like nothing had happened. She still smiled, laughed, and worked normally, but people who knew her well would detect the worries and sadness deep in her eyes.

She wore her pajamas after taking her bath, then rubbed a balm on her palm before pressing it on her waist. She didn't know what was wrong, but she had been having pains in her waist for almost a week. She had thought of going to the hospital as she ...