What is the basis for a person to survive? Is it love? Or hate?
When you are in jail and no one comes to help you, do you cry bitterly or clench your fists.
How can she clear her grievances and re-establish herself in the world with both her parents dead and a stigma attached to her? Who will give her a cup of hot tea when she is plagued by nightmares?
Three years of time have changed things and people, enough to turn everything upside down. It seems that only I am still staying in the same place.
Purpose: Leave only innocence in the world
