Prologue

Empty street, dim lights, cold wind, falling snow. I look like a kid who had been neglected by her mother.

I feel like the whole world left me behind.

My father and mother died in an accident. My brother's sick.

I look like a walking corpse. What should I do? I have no one to run to, I have no one to tell my problems with, No one got my back.

No one, not until I met him. He makes me feel like his my home. I have nothing to worry about while I'm in his arms. I feel safe. I feel comfortable. I feel like I'm welcome to this world full of shit.

I realized that maybe someone can feel you that you're special. You meant something else, something higher than what you think you are.

He smiled at me as he shut the door between us.

We can't kill each other's dream, so we kill us. He waved and said "See you very soon, Dra. Marquez."

The snow keeps falling. I feel the coldness in my hands.

"See you very soon too, Engr. Samaniego."