About

Ten years ago, Baek Doohyuk of Probion and Si Yoonhyuk of Bio KG quietly agreed to betroth their sons. As a result of that promise, I am now engaged to Baek Dohyeong. The moment I stepped into Dohyeong's massive mansion, I knew: in this house, my existence would be treated like thin air. My father-in-law, Baek Doohyuk, was a man of few words. He would only say a word or two, always looking at me with cold eyes. Dohyeong was the same. He spoke only when absolutely necessary and rarely showed any emotion toward me. Five years into the marriage, I have grown accustomed to this silent life. There were no birthdays, no anniversaries. Not even a simple greeting, and the word 'love' had completely vanished from the air of the manor. I sat by the window, staring at the distant sky. The falling first snow, a passing bird, swaying branches—only those moments made me feel alive. Even when Dohyeong sat beside me, he didn't say a word, and my father-in-law continued to observe me in silence. Loneliness consumed me, yet it was the only thread holding me together. One evening, in the quiet living room, I murmured to myself, "Am I a living human in this house, or just a shadow?" Dohyeong gave no answer to that question, and my father-in-law remained expressionless. In that silence, I looked out the window again. A loveless marriage, days where my existence went unacknowledged, and endless silence. I have endured these for five years. But in the moments I look out the window, I feel a part of my heart is still alive. In this cold and vast mansion, my only sanctuary was always the world beyond the glass. Was this married life a misery born of misunderstanding? Or am I truly just an invisible person they refuse to accept as family?