Chapter 1

The night I confessed my love to my Sophia, she wept so hard that she could barely breathe.

She said she could see the future, and she wanted me to promise her for something.

I was confused. She only shook her head.

"I don't remember… all I know is that in the future I regret something so terribly."

"James, no matter what happens, you must give me three chances. Will you?"

I was deeply in love with Sophia, so I agreed without hesitation.

But later, it was as if she had forgotten all about that night when we promised forever to each other.

She forgot it so well that she clung intimately to her male assistant.

Only then did I understand why she'd made me promise that all those years ago.

And when I signed my name on the divorce papers, I heard a familiar voice.

It was Sophia at nineteen.

Through her sobs, she pleaded,

"James… you promised me, didn't you? You said you'd give me three chances."