Prologue

"Always listen to your heart, because even though it's on your left side, it's always right."
- Nicholas Sparks

He was always watching her draw from afar.
The way she holds her brush and move it on the surface of the paper looks like she was pulling the black in her soul and draw it with colours.

She was pure.

He will move from his place and will try to understand her disappearance after the death of his best friend that he still can't believe.