This could have been a light novel for quiet autumn evenings. But it shattered against Morphine - a chapter that won't leave you indifferent. And you'll know why. This story is not about love. It's about survival. About anger that warms better than tenderness. She is a modern woman with trauma. She doesn't ask for pity, but she doesn't pretend to be a "strong woman" either. She has a son, rage, talent - and a voice sharper than a scalpel. She doesn't want to inspire - she wants to speak the truth. She's not the voice of all women. She is her own voice - and that's why she's closer to them. Will she find her place? Will her voice be heard? Or will she burn in her own glow? He is a legend. An icon. A symbol of an entire era. But behind the cold stare - a man with scars. The world worships and fears him. But not her. She is the only one who understands his darkness. Because she is just as dark. He doesn't save her - because he's not saved himself. Will he master his darkness? Or will it devour them both? Their bond is not a fairytale. It's an obsession. With touch. With words. With silence between the lines.