She seems to have seen you for half her life, and it seems that you are not yourself. The wasted years have left us with what traces** what direction should we go, advance or retreat?
She who is confused seems to be confused as well. She who is ordinary seems to be the one for each of us.
What did you think of when you saw half of her life?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
