Time always seems to pass quickly when life is fulfilling. Before I knew it, an entire year had passed since I moved abroad. During that year, I was accepted into the university I had always dreamed of attending and successfully enrolled.
Under the guidance of the professor who had replied to my email back then, I tackled one difficult yet fascinating problem after another.
My new life was incredibly joyful. So joyful that, at times, I would even find myself in a daze, wondering whether that marriage back home had truly happened at all. Or if it had merely been a hallucination brought on by staying up too many nights analyzing data.
Until one day, after pulling another all-nighter, I received a message from a former university classmate back home.
She's Tricia.
She was the girl who
