After receiving his call, Wafa found it difficult to sleep as his words continued to echo in her mind, depriving her of rest. She repeatedly changed her sleeping position in an attempt to find comfort, but sleep eluded her. Eventually, she rose from her bed and approached the window, where she sat and gazed at the moon. The moon's radiant glow in the sky provided her with some solace, easing her troubled mind. She directed her gaze towards the moon and spoke softly, "Greetings, Mr. Moon. Your serene presence has always brought me peace. I am grateful for your constant support, even during the times when my father confined me to the storeroom. Your luminosity and tranquil silence gave him hope. Today, his inquiry has stirred up my insecurities. Will anyone ever love me? Will anyone ever embrace my scars?" She confided in the moon, her only source of solace in this vast world.