She sighs and says in her calm voice,

“It is the month of March, my love. This month has a dark memory, but it is beautiful.”

She gets up from her large bed with a gentle smile on her face and says again.

“I hope to travel this year and meet the man whose face I wished to see and know who he is and what his features are like, because I... I was and still am obsessed with her, and I don't know her very much."