A promise in Venice, an encounter of true love, is it him? Is it him? Or him? Lost, missed, forgotten, entangled, destined to have no results, the sad fairy tale is slowly unfolding, the wheel of fate has started, the result of the Tarot card indicates confusion, where does the ancient astrology lead him, conspiracy, hatred, longing, tears, intertwined into a gorgeous maze, she stands in the center, turning left? Turn right? Go ahead? Back off? Which direction should I choose? The fog is shrouded in the sky. When the first ray of sunshine illuminates the Bridge of Sighs, the fog is gradually revealed. Everything is on the other side of the bridge, and true love gradually emerges...