Ten years ago, she left him behind and went to Australia. He put a ring on his pinky finger to mourn the love that had always been nothing more than an illusion...
She had no great career or particularly good relationships with others, but she did have a love others envied. That was a kind of good fortune, wasn't it? But a year of love brought her only a cruel truth...
He met her when he was at his most lost; she met him when she was at her most helpless. Yet both their hearts had already grown cold...
