So much time had passed, but any sounds coming from a piano still made her feel like the floor was leaving her feet, the pain of the loss would never be comprehended in the way felt by her. Chaine did not have her beloved one anymore, she should not have loved so much. How can the human heart get so mistaken with someone else's emotions? Why love so much something unknown? Why make it so important and unpredictable? Nothing else made or had any sense.