The terraces of each floor of the hotel were closed due to construction purposes, and that

was where she came—to the balcony of the 5th floor. There was no one, only the starry sky

above her head. There was no railing on the edges of the terrace, making it easy for

someone to fall. It was an ideal suicide spot for anyone.

Suddenly, the door burst open from where she came, revealing him, and she began to take

hurried steps away from him.

"I don't want to marry you!" she cried out. "I don't ...