EARLY DECEMBER 2019

The first time Fathia opened her eyes, the thing she remembered was her swearing at Tian. Flashes after flashes of events in the morning that he should have been through with feelings of happiness and joy, replaced by the pain he felt. However, he remembered the fun breakfast he had—seeing how Tian's laughter and smile were and his small talk with the guardian.

Fathia hoped that Tian was beside her when she turned around—sitting waiting for him like when he was sick. However, there is no hope now. There was only Mika. She was sitting while playing with his cellphone and chuckling.

"Oh… you're awake?"

A stiff...