The year she turned fifteen, her father died in a car accident. It was as if half the sky had fallen down, and her heart completely collapsed. Since childhood, she had been her father's most pampered treasure, but her happiness came to an abrupt end here. That stifling summer, she closed herself off, barely speaking to anyone. She watched as her mother continued to go to work and come home looking well-dressed, laughing and chatting with others easily, and her heart felt like it was being pricked all over with needles. She couldn't understand; how could her father's passing leave not a trace in her mother's heart?