Elena stood motionless in their bedroom, sh0cked, gazing at the man she had just married. Their wedding night—a moment she had long anticipated with faith and innocence—had taken a devastating turn. As soon as she removed her gown, Vadim recoiled and abruptly left the room.Without uttering a single word, he rushed out of the house. His bewildered parents followed, calling after him, but Vadim didn’t stop. Lost in confusion and heartbreak, he ran until he reached the riverbank, where he collapsed, burying his face in his hands.“This can’t be a coincidence,” he thought. The birthmark… it changed everything.Back at the house, Elena, crushed and humiliated, threw her wedding dress back on and fled. Irina, Vadim’s mother, tried to stop her, but she didn’t look back. Flagging down a passing car, Elena returned to the only place she could think of—her childhood home—shattered and silent.

At her mother’s apartment, she broke down.

“What happened, sweetheart? Did he hurt you?” Nadezhda asked, alarmed by her daughter’s state.