"Bastard! You son of a bitch!"

　　Ayana grabbed a magazine that was right next to her and threw it hard at the door. The Japanese-American woman, threw her body on the sofa in resignation. Her eyes stared up at the ceiling with a blank stare.

　　"Should I continue this relationship with Tristan?" Ayana wonders to herself about her love affair with Tristan. "I am tired, God." Ayana sulked inwardly. When her heart feels tired, Ayana then always remembers her mother's ...