At that time, I thought that shaking hands would last forever. I naively believed in the verbal promise for the rest of my life. I originally thought it was the light of redemption, but little did I know it was the last glimmer of dawn that was falling into the abyss. Many years later, when I look back on my youth, I can only lament that it was probably only once in my life that I was young and innocent. Unconditional trust can only come this time, and everyone I meet in the future will be wary.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
