"If you'd known from the start that this was how things would end, would you still have waited for him?"
Facing the sunset, she sits by the lake, idly swinging her legs as if she hasn't heard the person beside her.
For a moment, she seems to see something from a long, long time ago, back before she knew him, before this relationship had even begun.
In a daze, she sees a girl in a white dress, holding a bouquet of bright red roses.
"...I would."
The person beside her pauses. "What?"
She looks toward the girl, but the girl's figure gradually blurs. Only when a warm sensation spreads across her cheek does she realize it isn't the girl who's blurred, but her own vision.
She gently wipes away her tears and tilts her head with a faint smile.
"I would wait for him."
Theme: Too much love becomes a chain
