At nine o'clock at night, Adriana sat alone on the terrace of the house, staring at the darkening sky. The woman who wore a bluish-white dress to the extent of her ankles with open arms recalled her love story which always ran aground. shadows, when she was betrayed by then, shadows when she had difficulties in a relationship with Mark until finally she was betrayed again and divorced, and today she found a fact that her new lover also betrayed. whether it's true or not, what is certain is that she begins to distrust love because of the same trauma that continues to haunt her.
"Oh my God... I'm tired. Is it possible that I'm destined to live without being loved by a man so sincerely? Am I not destined to live happily with a partner like other women out there? Please give me the best guidance, show me I have to trust my lover or in that woman."
