What if Ah Si and Sanchai really did break up in London?

- Prologue -

Sanchai walked away, trying to put one foot forward after the other. Her heart is telling her to go back, but her mind wants her to stay strong to her resolve.

No, she thought. I have to stay strong. He wanted this, I can't be selfish. Its not just about me. He is a Daoming, afterall. His family needs him right now. 

She continued to walk, not really knowing where she was going. Her thoughts in turmoil. A few passerby's look at her as she didn't try to hide her tears.

Lost in thought, she did not realize she has reached a busy intersection. Vendors on the sidewalks selling their goods, two little boys arguing over who gets the chocolate, a group of women gossiping about their boyfriends as they walked on holding on to their umbrellas. The street was full of life.

The petite girl, in heavy coat and bonnet, looking lost, kept on walking with tears falling from her reddened cheeks, did not notice the blinking red pedestrian light. And in a whirlwind of activity, a loud horn blasted, cars screeched, a woman suddenly screamed, and all the tiny girl could whisper as her body stumbled and rolled in blood was "Daoming Si..." The last thing she heard was the sound of a siren from far away.