Prologue
Spain, 2012-Montefalco
As they say; Love moves in misterious way.
Is this what they are saying? I was going to marry a man I did not know — I had not even seen its shadow in my dream. Mysterious, but, where is the love there? Is this their way for the love of my lifetime? But, why is this? I do not understand them no matter what they understand me. The chaos of my life.
I was standing in front of a large mirror here in my spacious room. I take a good look at myself after I was groomed by a hired make-up artist. The face is well groomed, even the dress I'll wear for the request of my future husband. "Tu hermosa señiorita, Kaira!" said the make-up artist without blinking her eyes. Alam ko naman na maganda ako. Given na 'yon. Peke akong ngumiti. Mamya ay bumukas ang pinto ng akin
