Meeting also marks the beginning of separation. Life is filled with various encounters and farewells—some joyful, some painful. Yet memories of a special woman often leave the deepest, most unforgettable mark. I met her exactly one year ago, introduced by my subordinate. Gradually, we grew closer, eventually becoming lovers. At first, it might have been nothing more than a fleeting affair—me comforting her after being hurt by my subordinate's womanizing. But before I realized it, we were consumed by passion. Our relationship quietly transformed into true love. And just two months ago, she told me it was over. Throughout our time together, she acted as if my family never mattered. But three days ago, she contacted me late at night: "I'm going to marry Mr. Hiro. I'm sorry..." Her choice—to end our hopeless relationship—was surely for her own sake. I replied, "Congratulations." Those words came from the heart. This brief, dreamlike moment has come to an end. Tonight will be our final night together.