My name is Frank Mel. I'm a very quiet, reserved person. I did not talk to anyone unless the person approached me first. Unsurprisingly, I didn't have many friends; only a few close ones. That did not bother me at all. I did not need dozens of "fake" friends at my disposal. What is love? I never seriously thought about that question before, nor did I care to know, until I met Emily. Sometimes, I wished I had told her everything, but I knew I couldn't.
"Sir? Are you ready for the operation?"
I looked up and replied, "Yes. Doctor, please help her."
The doctor gazed at me sympathetically and mumbled, "Don't worry. She'll be alright."
I nodded. The doctor led me into the operation room and I lied down on the operation bed. The nurse applied the anesthetic on me and I instantly fell asleep as flashbacks of the past appeared before me...
