Edward had run away from everything and everyone, and the police were looking for him, but he was innocent, he had been framed by Joyce, telling lies about him, Edward was alone now, sad, as always, sitting on a sidewalk with a dog next to him, at a certain point, on that same road in front of him, a beautiful girl was walking, it was very elegant, but different. Edward noticed her immediately, and he was very scared that he would hurt him he thought