I used to think that if I abide by the worldly definition and become what people think a woman should be, I can live my life in a dull and rigid way until... The light appears.
He is like the warm sunshine, burning me, warming me, and melting my shackles.
"I... Have nothing left"
"You are the most precious thing"
He wiped the corners of her red eyes, her dry soul...
It turns out that love is warm and bright.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
