Morning arrived, and Sheena had just finished fixing her hair when a soft knock came from her bedroom door.

“Sheena, may I come in?” Julio’s voice sounded from outside.

She opened the door and found the man standing there with several documents in his hands. His expression looked serious—unlike usual.

“You look tense,” Sheena said softly.

Julio exhaled, then walked in and sat on the sofa. “I got news from my family last night.”

Sheena sat beside him. “Is there a problem?”

“Not a problem,” he replied, rubbing his temple. “But I received a new assignment. I have to go to Germany… and live there for three years.”

Sheena fell...