Time stopped for him that day. They tried to help him but they couldn't fill the gap she left... It tore him apart every day. He couldn't let go. But in the end it would just tear him apart.
The ideal life she once had crashed before her eyes. What was left is a chain of memories holding her back to the painful pit of her being. How she much wanted to shed tears but never had it came. The betrayal, the lies, the grudge - those are just few of them that haunt her. Yet the most excruciating memory draining her to death is him - Marco Cevilla.
What would it mean seeing him in the flesh? Could it be the end of her? Or the beginning of something she never knew she longed for until then?