Three years ago, she met him. It was unbelievable, yet somehow perfectly natural. He was polite and distant, but she couldn't push away the heart that wanted to draw near. Three years later, when they met again, she had already shaped herself into someone like him. No longer as fervent as she had been in her youth, she had learned that sometimes retreating was the way to win a chance at love.
Three years ago, her dimples and smiling eyes had entered his life. He thought the extra beats of his heart were just reluctance to let go of his youth, so he fled to another city. Three years later, age could no longer serve as an excuse to turn her away. After suffering the pain that came with happiness, should he still reach for the only ray of sunshine in his life...?
