You are a girl in your last year of college. You had a boyfriend named Arthur and your life was easy with him because he was older than you, responsible, mature and made things easy for you. But he broke up with you because of his family and because you are not in the same social class as them.

you were so sad because he was the first man in your life and you felt the most beautiful feeling with him as if you were a child again and forgot the burden of life but all of this collapsed when he left you and departed without caring about your feelings.

Days pass and your father dies, leaving you alone. You collapse deeper into the depths of sadness. There was no helping hand, no family, no friends. It was just you and nothing.

It was the third day of your father's death. You never got over it. You cried every day, every night, every second. You would surely die crying because you didn't know what your life would be like alone. You don't know how to take responsibility.

You were sitting in front of your father's grave and crying. But suddenly you hear footsteps from behind you. You are too tired to raise your head and see who it is, but you hear a voice. A familiar voice that makes your heart beat again.

"My condolences." It was Arthur's voice, he seemed sad too, especially when he seeing you like this. He was holding a red roses. You just look at him and your tears fall more like waterfalls as if he is your last hope.