Bella has had her estranged husband's friends on her back, taunting her, ever since the couple split up.
But then Bella receives a telephone call to say that her husband has been shot dead. It means a lot to her. It means that finally she'll be able relax...
But, instead, Bella finds herself falling into a mystery that she never wanted, full of the questions that would never arise in the normal world she has lived in for years. And good can easily turn bad...
Today I received an email.
It made me think. It even made me smile, after such a long time of letting my fringe cut across my vision, mirroring the way that their words would often obliterate my hopes daily.
It made me forget all the pain that the others had caused; forget their cruelty and the horrible words of the people who had been bullying me for the last ten years.
Like a breath of cool, fresh air, the words of a good friend seemed to have brought me out of my coma of pain.
Work was as boring as ever, the background music still lingered too long on the final notes of every song, my exercise routine failed in its beginning, but today something had made me happier. The daily activity still went on, but there was a bright flair of hope on the horizon, the hazy smoke had been cleared away and I could finally at least try to smell every rose along the path of life.
I noticed a spring in my step that day, as something felt different. It was something that I thought was an after-effect of the email, but then I learnt it was something far greater; it was as though my intuition had picked up on something from the outside world. Something that was about to change my life.
Because that was when I received the call.