If he and I were destined to part, I wouldn't force him to stay. But why did he and she give up on twenty years of love? Who betrayed whom, and who gave in? When the love of our parents becomes entangled with my own, how should I choose? What is true love, and what is false? When should I let go, and when should I hold on? Just when I look upon everything with cold indifference, the truth gives me a terrifying answer. Being caught in this tangle is nothing but a pointless struggle, but who really deserves to suffer through all this? How can I find the happiness I once had, hidden in the storm...?
