Flashes of the past pelted on my mind. Images I couldn't quite place left me in this uncomfortable state. Even though the bells of future to be weds still pounded against my ear drums, everything that took place just three hours ago had left me. Maybe it was my brain trying to protect me, or maybe it was my brain trying to lure me back into the grips of my father. He was all I had ever known, but yet, now that I sit here in the cold rain, his face remains a blur... Memories fade, but one thing for sure that doesn't fade is the past of arranged marriage. The thing that started it all. The journey of love, the journey of trust. Everything started with a hit and run. Nothing can stop momo form freeing herself from chains her father set for her. An arranged marriage to fix his mistakes among mafia groups was not something she was going to sit and be apart of. No matter how far the mafia chased her; her freedom will always be one step ahead. Along this journey, she meets a girl. A singer at a bar, in peculiar. While running away form previous problems- she runs into the solver for them. While running from fake love, she was able to find real love.