Prologue
Robert was standing in front of the mirror. He was staring at his ash-like hair, his wrinkled face and dark, dead eyes.
In fact, Robert did not know much about it, falling in love. Maybe it happened to him before, but since it was too long ago, he had forgotten. He was wondering why it had happened to him so late.
He missed her. Just thinking about her took his breath away. His heart pounded every time he saw someone who looked like her. He often went to the place where he ran into her before, hoping to see her just once again. He was so in love with her. He couldn’t tell anyone how he felt—they would just laugh and point fingers at him.
Robert felt miserably disappointed, because there was nothing he could do. But when the chance came in an unpredictable way, he grabbed it. He was not sure if it was a blessing or a curse, but he made his choice. It changed everything, or maybe the change started the moment he met her.