Description: Back then, she walked down the stairs naked and walked into my heart through the painting. She is trapped in the quagmire between her husband and the painter, and it is difficult for her to save herself. At that time, I was very young and just a small lawyer. I wanted to help her, to free herself from everything that trapped her. I also couldn't help but acquiesce that when this was all over, she would be mine. Every day like this, she would walk down the stairs and into my arms. To her husband she was a trophy, to the painter she was a muse, and to me she was a princess in distress who needed to be rescued. She is so beautiful. But suddenly, she disappeared without a trace, severing all ties with the past and leaving me behind. This time I found her again, determined to find out about the past. Damn it, I almost made the mistake of the past again, thinking that I could understand her, thinking that she would belong to me.
