"IT WAS that dream again, huh," Cee said weakly when she opened her eyes. She wiped the tears from both cheeks.

Maybe it's okay to be like this, the one who just fell for his problem. And at least, it's a pain in the ass. A burst of weeping.

Her father. Tito Johan. Rake. All the men she valued, just hurt her. Maybe this signal. Maybe this kind of love isn’t just for Cee. After all, from the very beginning, he knew that he would be hurt. He still insisted. If maybe he had stopped his heart in the beginning, maybe it wouldn't have ended like this.

“Okay! This isn`t...