Mina's life was not easy. Nothing was given to her freely, as she had to fight from a young age to earn a place in society without bowing her head or succumbing to the whims of some men just because she was young and beautiful. With determination, slowly and steadily, she reached where she wanted to be. She achieved recognition, respect, and financial comfort, but she underestimated love, she ignored it. But love was lurking.

Mina looked at Manos. His eyes reminded her of something, something very familiar and known, but they did not give her answers. When they finally did, it was too late; too late to stop the time that weighed on her shoulders.

But love never spoke to time. It always ignored it, since the beginning of the world. These two are enemies. Love is blind.

Love is crazy. Love knows no boundaries. It rushes like the wind and becomes a war, until what it claims becomes its own or until it passes. But when it becomes love, it will last forever.