"Let's get married when I come back." I still remember him saying that. But it was a dream that never came true. Three years have passed since those words. As time went by, my heart slowly began to heal, and to take a new step forward, I decided to go to a matchmaking meeting my parents had arranged for me.

A quiet hotel lounge. Soft music playing and refined conversation. The man sitting across from me was smiling gently. "It's an honor to speak with someone like you, you." He was polite, kind, and seemingly flawless. —Surely, with someone like him, a peaceful future would be possible. "If you're open to it, I'd like to move forward positively—" Before he could finish his sentence. A shadow fell softly behind me. The next moment, a large hand was placed on the back of my chair.