Marco stood before his mirror, lost in thought. Mimi’s words echoed in his mind. The part where she called him a coward, it actually left a lasting impact on his heart.

When had he ever fought for love? Never! He had never, and would never fight for anyone. At least that was what he thought.

Her accusations stung, reverberating through his thoughts, like an incessant drumbeat.

Did he have to go fight for Alessia after everything that happened?

She didn’t even like him to begin with, and he was ready to let her go this time. So what wrong did he do by actually abandoning her? Well, he wouldn’t say...