Cynthia told herself that she needed to learn how to live alone, regardless of whether there was someone to love her by her side. She needed to focus on what she should do, accepting both love and solitude with grace. When fate arrives, she would reach out to grasp it; when it wasn't yet present, she would create a cozy little world for herself.
With love, she would give her all; without love, she could still enjoy her own company. In this life, she sought only peace of mind, not a grand romance.
Days passed like this for about a week. One morning, she was hurriedly preparing to head to the orphanage when Marc called to ask for her help with a new case. Over the years, the orphanage had relied entirely on Marc's connections to secure difficult surgical jobs to sustain itself.
