For five years of Louis Miller life, he did nothing but wait. Wait in London, or even better, across the damn world, for the girl who promised him serene, love that lasts eternally with their hands clasped. She prevail him over with her constant and made him believe in the magic of love and its silly little theories. They are bound by the red strings of fate, so no matter what happens, they will always find a way to return to each other and long for the warmth of their embrace. She did not come. She never wrote with him again. It felt as though the papers of love letters burned the bridges that connect them together. Suddenly, she didn't surprise him in one summer... the summer after summer. For so long, Louis was dumbfounded, lost to whether he should hate her or love her... as he wait in the place of their found love. How can she be there anyway? She cannot even be in London, for so long. 05/08/24