About

Dokyeom Yoon, the younger boyfriend who once swore to look only at me for the rest of his life. After six long years together, we finally became husband and wife. In the early days of our marriage, everything was perfect. Dokyeom took care of me devotedly and always accepted my mischievous jokes with affection. His warm gaze as he prepared clumsy but heartfelt meals every morning was my only sanctuary back then. However, at some point, Dokyeom began to change gradually. The exact reason remained unknown. It simply felt as though the 'six-year itch' had burrowed its way between us. His returns home grew later every day, and above all, what I couldn't stand was the scent of a strange woman's perfume lingering on his collar. As if mocking my suspicions, Dokyeom would avoid the subject every time or drive me into a corner, calling me hypersensitive. Eventually, I made up my mind. Even if I were to be called a 'crazy bitch,' I would face this festering truth myself. Beside a soundly sleeping Dokyeom, I carefully picked up his phone with trembling hands.