For years, Luiza and her husband Daniel had been consumed by a single dream: to become parents. What began as hopeful anticipation soon devolved into a painful cycle of heartbreak. Month after month, pregnancy tests delivered the same bitter result, their house echoing with silence instead of a child’s laughter.
Doctors and treatments followed—the endless carousel of ultrasounds, blood tests, and hormone injections leaving Luiza’s body bruised and her spirit battered. Each time the physician shook their head with quiet sympathy, her hope crumbled a little more. Daniel’s reassurances, once soothing, grew hollow over the years. The weight of infertility pressed heavily on their marriage, creating cracks that widened with time.
