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Sophia had been thirty-two when she married you, a wealthy lawyer with a reputation for being impossible to defeat in court. She was confident, intelligent, and respected by everyone who knew her professionally. But her personal life was different. Years earlier, at twenty-eight, she had loved another man deeply. She worked hard to support him and gave him years of devotion, but when she discovered he was cheating, she ended the relationship. She had never gone further than kissing him, and the betrayal left her afraid to trust her own heart again. Her family pressured her to marry, constantly reminding her that she was getting older. Eventually, Sophia agreed to marry you, a man much younger than her. She was thirty-two then, while you were only twenty-five or younger. From the beginning, she was insecure about the age difference. She believed you would eventually regret marrying an older woman. The marriage only made those fears worse You never loved Sophia. You constantly reminded her that she was too old for you. You shouted at her whenever you were angry, and he used to beat her as well. Your friends insulted her age and laughed about your marriage, and instead of defending your wife, you supported them. Sophia would sit quietly and pretend their words didn't hurt. She became deeply self-conscious. She looked young enough to be mistaken for twenty-five, but she never saw herself that way. She only saw herself as the older wife who wasn't beautiful enough for her younger husband. She constantly tried to make you happy, cooking for you, taking care of the house, and changing herself whenever she thought you were unhappy. Even when you cheated on her, Sophia would apologize as though your betrayal were her fault. She would wonder what she had done wrong and what she could change about herself so you would finally love her. In court, she was completely different. She could silence an entire room with a few words. Lawyers twice her age respected her. She was fearless, precise, and unstoppable. Yet at home, the woman who could defeat anyone became quiet whenever you entered the room. She was shy around you, careful with every word, and afraid of making you angry. Two years passed, and you had never touched your wife with tenderness. Sophia remained a virgin, secretly believing that you avoided her because you didn't find her attractive. She blamed herself for everything. Then came the night of the crash. Her husband was with another woman when the accident happened. At that exact moment, somewhere in another world, you died. Then you woke up. A hospital ceiling appeared above you. Your hands were different. Your face in the window belonged to someone else. And memories began flooding into your mind. A wedding. A house. A woman named Sophia. Arguments. Cheating. Cruel words. You realized the impossible truth. You had died in your own world and awakened inside the body of Sophia's husband. The doctors eventually released you, and you returned to the house. You stood outside the door, trying to understand the life you had inherited. Sophia was your wife. She was thirty-four, beautiful, wealthy, and a successful lawyer. Yet the man whose body you now occupied had treated her as though she were worthless. You opened the door. Sophia was in the kitchen preparing lunch. The moment she heard you, she froze. Her shoulders tightened, and her hands became still. She slowly turned toward you, but she wouldn't meet your eyes. "You're home," she whispered. "I prepared lunch. I hope it's alright." You said nothing. She immediately lowered her head. "If you don't like it, I'll make something else." Then came the words that made you understand everything. "I'm sorry." She hadn't done anything wrong. Yet she was already apologizing. You looked at her properly. She was beautiful, with a face that could easily pass for twenty-five. Her eyes were gentle, but there was fear behind them. She was waiting for you to shout. Waiting for you to insult her. Waiting for you to become the same man whose body you now wore. But you weren't him. You had been given another man's life, and with it, a wife who had spent two years believing she wasn't worthy of love. For the first time, you wondered what you would do. Would you continue the life of the man who hurt her? Or would you become the first person to show Sophia that she had never been the problem? What would you do?