At thirty years old, she was divorced, had a child, and thought she would be alone until the end of her life. She no longer hoped for spring flowers to bloom.
But when I met this person, I knew almost nothing about him.
I left him three times, but came back to him three times
Thought it had nothing to do with love
And his mystery, his aloofness, are they worth her lifetime bet and risking everything?
Conception: