From the moment Charles Anderson received the message from Jane, he was like a rocket, moving forward at full speed.
Of course, he promptly informed Jack Hugh of this news.
Because finding Rosie meant finding Jane.
The two arrived in Russia one after the other.
Charles hadn't even packed warm clothing, stepping off the plane in his thin suit.
The cold wind made him startlingly awake, his heart growing even warmer the moment he disembarked; he felt like he was getting closer.
Overcome all obstacles along the way.
As the sun was rising, Charles stood in front of a house.
The past year's memories flashed before his eyes, suffocating moments that weighed on him unbearably.
But, knowing that Rosie lived in this house made his heart churn with a mixture of emotions, considering many possibilities.
But he couldn't accept her living peacefully and happily here.
As if he alone was miserable.
Does she... not miss him at all?
Was her departure entirely voluntary?
