She was not the woman he loved. She was just one among the countless women who loved him, a foolish woman who naively believed that getting what she wanted was the beginning of happiness. Her father had told her that a man like Mu Tusu was impossible to win, no matter how hard you tried. And if you did manage to win his heart, you would never be able to leave him. He was that kind of man, a man who drove her to pursue him with abandon, only to hurl her mercilessly into the abyss.
