I had been married for three years and living a peaceful life with my husband, but I started working part-time to begin infertility treatment as I had not been blessed with a child. One day, I was invited to a farewell party at my workplace and, perhaps because I had drunk alcohol for the first time in a long time, I let my guard down and was pushed down by a male employee. Although it was supposed to be a one-time mistake, my body, ironically, heated up and flushed just by remembering it, and I was swayed by his invitation messages. And on April 1st≪April Fool's Day≫, I told my husband a lie for the first time...
