Prologue.

Standing over the edge of the 20-floor building Elsa felt nothing at the time, her heart was empty. She had lost everything and jumping off the building seemed very easy to her rather than continuing with her ruined life. With her whole being drowned in debts and her name stained as a murderer Elsa felt like the only thing she could do to set her innocent self free was to jump off this building. Elsa's body swayed with the wind as she lifted her foot to step into the nothingness but then she was tugged from the back, somebody stopped her.

"Miss you don't have to do this" A velvet-like soothing voice spoke from behind the person holding on to her as if trying hard to stop her from jumping down, the grip that person had on her back was very firm but that didn't make Elsa look behind and think over her decision.

"Yes I have to do it," Elsa said with a sour voice and she jerked the firm hand from her back.

"I can help.." Said the voice and this time the grip on her shoulder was even more firm than before and the body behind her felt a bit more closely.

Elsa just like last time tried to remove the hand with force but doing so only made things worst she lost her balance she stumbled upon her feet and soon the ground under her feet disappeared she fell off the building. She was scared, not because she was about to die but because the person who was saving her was still holding on to her tightly as she fell. The warm embrace felt comfortable but yet she felt resentful for the person who was going to lose his life because of her arrogance.

THUD... On the busy footpath, a sound of something falling was heard that caught everybody's attention and suddenly terrified screams were heard. "Somebody call the ambulance…" "Somebody fell from the building" A loud voice screamed as they saw them falling on the ground.

"They are so young…." I heard a different kind of cries, some were scared others just worried, but what I was worried about was to see the person who fell with me. I could feel great pain in my back and legs, I was drenched in a warm pool of blood but I struggled to open my eyes a little. Luckily I saw him, he was lying in front of me still holding on to me, his eyes were closed and his face was covered with blood but that didn't make his beautiful face any less beautiful. Ii was sad to see such beauty die for me but it was too late to repent because I felt a harsh pain in my back and that was it. I died.