30 missed calls at night and the last text message from his wife: “Dear… My heart hurts so much… Save me…”… On the night of March 8, Manila was bright. On the streets from Makati to Quezon City, men held hands, giving flowers and gifts to their beloved women. But amidst the happy crowd, there was one woman sitting quietly in a small apartment – ​​Isabel Cruz, 32 years old. Beside her was a cold dining table, with a bowl of greasy sinigang, a plate of adobo that she had worked hard to cook since