Five years ago, an archaeological expedition ended in disaster: three dead and one injured. She lost a loved one and was left burdened with guilt. It was also five years ago that she first met him. Covered in wounds, he gazed at a spot on the mountain and wept in utter anguish. When she met him again five years later, he was composed and smiling warmly, as if everything that happened five years ago had been nothing but a nightmare he’d forgotten. If you meet someone in life who can hold you close to keep warm in the freezing wind and walk by your side through the dark, please don’t give them up lightly.
