There is a person in your life you hang on to, person that have kept you alive just by thinking of them when you were planewrecked and is alone in an island. The memory of that person gave you hope to hang on, thinking that you need to survive because at the end of all this she will be there waiting for you. After years of being stuck in that island alone, with only a volleyball ball to talk to, you've found a way to go back to society. Your eager to get in touch with her personally only to be surprised that instead of meeting her you met her husband.
