People are risk takers. Why? The problem is that we are always blinded by the sparkling brightness of love. And when we're already blinded we risk the life we have and try to create a new one. We cannot take looking back in to the dull side of life so we tend to get rid of it. To get rid of life. Not knowing that it is life that makes love shine brighter every time. We became idiots because of love. But what is the real cause of its sparkle? Does it really shine to the point of causing blindness or we just pretend that it shines and blinds us so as not to be accused of being illogical? Do we just use the shining shimmer of love our reason to act logically illogical? What about the aftermath of love? Can we get something good from it or we really deserve better things from the fate we've chosen? Can we consider bad affects as bad karma if what we did is just love? If what we want is to be happy with someone until the end? AND. Are we really that dumb if we chose to feel pain rather than being free from it? Is it an act of cowardice to stay out of love's way or an act of intelligence? Is hate the opposite of love or is it the act of choosing not to love? Rafael has seen this magical thing called love sa katauhan ni Cassandra, the ever miserable girl who happened to be his close friend, close enough to being his sister. He didn't take the risk of putting their friendship in vain but how long can he manage that? Will Cassandra be willing to accept Rafael's love or will she consider it as his act of betrayal? This is a story of how love will cause burden to Cassandra and Rafael and how they will manage to stay together alive after everything.
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