Tulipa was a remote village nestled deep within the mountains, isolated from the outside world. Life there was harsh and impoverished, trapping its people in endless hardship with no way out.
But the stubborn, old-fashioned villagers never left the place where they were born. They swore to live and die there, no matter what, and their children grew up hearing those exact words.
Yet Alex didn't want that. He longed for a different life that the villagers considered peaceful and ordinary, but to him felt like hell.
Especially after he fell in love with Angelia, the village chief's daughter, with his poverty and frail body, he had no chance of being accepted.
But why? He loved Angelia, and Angelia loved him just as deeply. They seemed made for each other — their hearts bound together by an invisible thread that could never be severed.
"Alex… do you really have to go?" Angelia's voice trembled, soft and tearful.
