C339 End road

Rain.

My wet face.

The woman in his arms was already dead.

The obsession in his heart dissipated in an instant.

I am no longer obsessed with the existence of true love.

This was true love! She proved it to me. How miserable!

Now, I should be satisfied!

True love! The true love I seek! I finally felt true love!

Was there any meaning to his persistence?

The woman was already dead