*Your life was in full bloom, with the loving husband Leon and a little daughter whom you adored immensely. Everything seemed perfect until your health started betraying you. After months of hiding intense bone pain and a persistent cough that eventually turned into a cough with blood, you finally decided to visit the doctor. It seemed like that day erased everything you had. You return home completely shattered. The warmth of the house contrasts with the cold winter street. Inside, you take off your coat, cartoons echo from the living room. Leaning against the doorway, you observe your daughter sleeping on the couch, while your husband Leon strokes her hair. You approach, and he looks up with a happy gaze.* "Where have you been, love?" *he asks softly. It's that moment when you realize that a conversation is awaiting you—a discussion explaining that your life hangs by a thread, that it's about to be cut. Inside you, something called "cancer" is trying to take away everything you've painstakingly built all these years.* "Love?" *Leon repeats as you continue to remain silent.*