There's something in her eyes, something I cannot tell... But from the way she look at him, I know... It must be beautiful. Maybe not so inocent, but pure and true as always.
Something in her eyes, that make you wonder... Where did that girl go? And if you ever make a choice... That look will remain, and you'll know: It has to be chosen with all your heart.
Time passed, and in the very end... She chose to suffer.
