Netganno

What if the love of your life slowly fades away, not by choice, but by cruel fate?

Valdi, a brilliant scientist, adores his wife, Nanette. She is his first love, his only love. But when he is diagnosed with Brain Atrophy, their love story is rewritten in the cruelest way possible. Day by day, his memories of their life together begin to slip away, not because he wants to forget,but because his mind is betraying him.

Determined to shield Nanette and their child from the agony of watching him disappear piece by piece, Valdi makes an unthinkable sacrifice. He prepares his wife for a future where he no longer remembers her, where their love is nothing but a story written in fading ink. And in his final act of devotion, he resolves to find someone who can love Nanette when he no longer can.....Someone who can hold her when he forgets how.

But can Nanette accept the idea of a love that isn’t Valdi’s? Torn between her husband's best friend and her brother in law.  She faces an impossible choice. If she follows her heart, she risks losing everything. her dignity, her reputation , and the love she’s fought so hard to keep alive.

When love is slipping through your fingers, do you hold on tighter or let go before it breaks you? What Choice do you have? 

New Love For My Wife

Valdi sat frozen, his entire body tense as he watched Lucas turn the computer screen toward him. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat a thunderous echo in his ears. The two- dimensional images of his brain scan glowed on the monitor, stark and clinical, but the weight of what they meant pressed down on him like an unbearable force. 


Lucas exhaled, his voice steady but laced with an unmistakable heaviness. "Based on the CT scan results, you're suffering from cerebral atrophy, Valdi. Your brain is shrinking." 


The words landed like a blow. Valdi felt the air leave his lungs as if he'd been punched in the stomach. His face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, his fingers trembling slightly on his lap. 


"Cerebral atrophy..." He repeated the words, testing how they felt on his tongue. They tasted like something bitter, something he couldn't swallow. 


The Weight Of Knowing