She lives her life for people. People she cares for, people who mean the world to her. Her laughter endorsing joy under a thick veil of emptiness. Yes, she has grown up too soon.

Once again, she would sell her soul, just to have her head rest in her mom's lap..

...and just cry.

They say everyone has a soulmate in this world. She believes it to be true.
After all, he was the perfect father to her kids, and the sole bread earner in the family who fulfilled all his family's wordly and materialistic desires.

He claims to love her. He looks at her and smiles, the hollowness in her heart remains unnoticed, as do the mist in her eyes,..


...along with her tattered torn clothes and her bruised face.