Honey, I'll be late; call me later. I love you.
It was a message from Kimberly's husband, it was not touchy to make her cry, but tears just fell rapidly with trembling lips.
"What will I do??" She cried.
Kimberly's mother is her life, while Nathan is the only man she loves, and can't live without them.
"Nathan." She desperately calls out his name. Her mind is worn out and confused. She doesn't know what to think. She had sat on the bench at the waiting shed for a couple of hours while staring blankly at the ground. Every bus that passed by stopped in front of her, but she didn't even bother to look.
And then, finally, she rode in a cab without any idea where to go but found herself walking through the Conner Marketing Enterprise building. It was four o'clock in the afternoon and still
