Epilogue

It took me a long time to understand the true meaning of love. Getting used to the luxury and attention that I always get from people makes me think that love is what I get from my appearance or something that deserves my face. People always compliment me until I feel very special and it makes me unaware of how important sincerity is.

Then I fell to the lowest point in my life and I lost my confidence. I thought I was very bad and didn't deserve anything good. Then I made a very fatal mistake just because I was chasing a fantasy that someone made to make me feel special again.