She is a dusty pearl, but she has been trapped in it for ten years and lost her brilliance.
Ten years later, she met Bole who appreciated her. A man who didn't like her and played with her many times. He not only restored her confidence and made her realize her own value, but also promoted her from obscurity to stardom.
Family affection on the left hand, love on the right hand. The former is a sin planted on the apex of the heart; the latter is an emotion buried deep in the heart.
Looking back suddenly, should she survive the loss? Or put aside the shackles and choose a happy life?