When Angela demanded that her husband choose—“Either your father goes to a nursing home or I leave”—she never believed Stefan would actually take her at her word. Caught between the woman he vowed to spend his life with and the father who had shaped him with steady, silent strength, Stefan made a decision that altered everything. To him, his father embodied wisdom, devotion, and selflessness.
To Angela, he was merely a burden. Her heart had lost its patience. Stefan’s still remembered the man who first showed him what love truly meant.
Gektor, a widower, remained in the house he and his late wife had built together—where every creak in the floor echoed with memories, and every photo on the wall seemed to speak. His movements had slowed with age, but his mind still held a lifetime of joy and wisdom. Grief had made him gentler, but he still bore himself with quiet pride.
