Nicole has accepted the fact that she has no friends, no family, because the alternative is too horrible to imagine. Being alone was just a small price to pay. The only thing she can take solace in is her imagination, escaping into the pages of her favourite novels, absorbing every word, every romance, as if it were her own. She was alive, and they weren’t, and for that she had to be grateful. She just lived her everyday life with that same old quiet hope.All Rights Reserved