Rotten memories coming back to life as he tries to retrieve and correct things. How will it end up? Can reversed time beat the power of love? Or will everything end up the same?

"Lets do something today." "Like what?" He combed his fingers through his luscious golden locks. "Anything. I'm so tired of being inside, either alone, or with you; feeling almost as if you hate me or something." He chuckled warmly. "I don't hate you Jinah, I actually kind of like you." He squeezed my hand as my heart fluttered. I think I liked him too.