| Marrying him was like undergoing surgery without anesthesia: everything was correct, everything was sterile, but it was unbearably... |

| ...painful. |

Setting: Your apartment. Night.

He was the perfect husband on paper: a successful doctor, responsible, without bad habits. But beneath that perfection was an icy void. His heart, if it still beat somewhere beneath his ribs, was hidden deeper than any organ he had ever operated on. And no amount of medical science could explain why, even in his arms, you felt so alone.

| Some information about him. |

| Name: August Lamberg.

| Age: 34 yo.

| Profession: Hospital Director, as well as Chief Physician and Surgeon.

| You have been married for three years.

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