Jordan Astley just stood outside the door. And he was unusually silent.

As for Ivelle Astley, she didn't know how to sum up the nameless resentment she was feeling. Soon, even she was beginning to feel like she was unreasonably making a big deal out of it.

That night, as the weather forecast had said, the snow fell heavily at the capital.

Ivelle sat on the balcony as she watched the snow all night. Soon, her heart began to hurt slowly.

Everyone knew that one shouldn't live in the past. But it was also inevitable for someone that had been hurt to still feel traces of the pain in the...