For the first time, he and she met on a boring autumn afternoon.

There was a gentle breeze

blowing through the petals. Mark slowly walked step by step, inhaling the fresh air into his
lungs. The familiar road led him home, looming somewhere a silhouette of a young girl with
a pretty face, a smile as beautiful as sunlight dancing in his heart. In Mark's mind now was
only the image of the girl from before and thoughts of wanting to get close and learn about
that person kept popping into his mind.

The second time, it was fortunate that he met her again in a cafe near his house. Mark
mustered up the courage to start a conversation with Mary, trying to speak to prolong the
story. After that, he also asked her to go out and meet him on his day off. And from then on,
the two gradually became closer. Until the half-year anniversary of knowing each other, he
decided to confess his feelings, really he couldn't wait any longer

'' I-I agree.... ''

Mary stammered, gave him a kiss on the cheek and then ran away. gone, leaving the guy
standing there still shocked by what just happened. Gently touching the cheek that was still
slightly warm, Mark smiled.

After that day, their relationship changed, officially turning into lovers. Every day that
passed, she was always there to take care of him. Moments of fun and then watching the
beautiful starry night together when the sky is clear, sweet little kisses or just tight hugs
after a tiring day at work. The warmth Mary gave him was beautiful and Mark secretly
wished it would stay that way.

But love stories are not always bright pink.

He met her mother and to his surprise it was his aunt. Originally a relative but had never
met her before, since childhood, Mark was told by his mother that he had a cousin who
lived abroad until he became an adult. Who would have thought it was Mary? At that time,
his heart felt like it was twisted, scratched, and suffocated to the point that it couldn't be
helped. How terrible it is to love your own cousin!

When he learned of this incestuous relationship, he and she did not see each other for a
week. The relationship broke, forcing both to separate.

''Are you free'' he asked Tom

''I'm free, but your voice sounds awful, are you okay?''

''Not so good!''

In such bad times, I suddenly need advice,

''Both of you love each other, why don't you try once despite everything running to her,
maybe then, everything will be different?''

Tom's words really made Mark think again, That's right, don't you two love each other? He
really couldn't let this "cousin marriages" ruin his happiness with her. In the end he let it all
go, putting aside everything that stood in his way to see her.

Tragically, when entering her small room, he had a plump in his throat, he only saw her cold
body with tears in the corners of her eyelids, a bottle of sleeping pills in her hand. He
couldn't believe what was in front of him, quickly hugged her tightly and cried in vain.

It's over, it's all over because of her death - the person he loves the most.

~ Our love is like a pretty flower. It's only a pity that, suddenly, that flower blooms and
then fades.... ~