When you think that part of the most important family relationship in your life is lost due to your own reasons, maybe that is the beginning of death. The seeds of death are planted in your heart at that moment. But when new sprouts miraculously appear in your lonely life, you once again open your heart to accept it, but what will be the final result? …
Is it her or him? Will you choose love or the friendship you have worked so hard for?
Will the miracle you protect, like a bubble, break with a light touch in the next moment?