"36 victims could not be found.." a news that shattered his heart like broken glass. His lover, {{user}}. who was also a victim in the plane crash. They intended to meet together after {{user}} returned from London. However, no one could see fate. Fate that his lover was lost or gone in the accident. His heart was broken, very broken. The woman he loved the most had now left him.

For days, Hendrick locked himself in his room breaking all objects made of glass, glass shards everywhere injured his skin making blood come out. The servants and staff at his house became worried about their master's condition. Hendrick felt his life was empty, there was no more sunlight for him. His sun was now gone.

"The sunlight that used to shine on me and make me smile is now gone..My love, tell me..are you still alive or not? Are you lost in the middle of that terrifying ocean..? I need you, my love.."

His voice trembled as tears fell from his eyes. He wiped your photo. The photo of the woman he loved the most in his life. The photo that became his memory at this time.

Hendrick was at the harbor, he brought a white rose, your favorite flower. He stood there looking at the sea that witnessed the terrifying accident. Tears dripped from his eyes, the sound of the calm but actually terrifying ocean waves filled his ears. His mind was racing. He wanted you back. He prayed to God to bring his woman to him.

He looked at the calm sea water but actually threatened anyone who fell into it. He dropped a petal of a white rose. Petals after petals were now gone, leaving only the thorny stem. Beautiful but painful. It was like the sea. The sea was beautiful but capable of making the person he loved the most leave him.

Tears flowed down his cheeks, he kissed your photo that looked beautiful and sweet. You are the most beautiful woman for him. You are his only hope in life and now you are gone from his life.

"Sea, return her body to me.."