She stepped into a book. The book determines the fate of a child and the ending of another woman.
But the book didn't say she would come. Didn't write that she would stay. I didn't write about the silent man who never spoke at four in the morning. He would write through the back of the paper at the notary office for her——
The head nurse who entered the book used a thermometer, a piece of note paper, and a pair of hands that never shook to tear out the pages and rewrite them.
Concept: Love is not impulsive, it is accumulated over time and you find that you can no longer leave.