Prologue: I was just a plain girl who love her personal space and who uses her free time with a book. I was obsessed with new journals, pens and notebook until i looked into your tantalizing eyes, on how pretty are those. I was suicidal but when u came, im dying to be with you. I thought I found you but turns out i'm the one you're searching for. How perfect it was, how cruel the faith is, to make it too late for us? perhaps, next time?All Rights Reserved