It is said that when you make a wish on the hilltop on the morning of Solstice Day, your wishes come true. I wish to meet the person I'm destined to be with. When Beatrice made that wish, a lovely man appeared from the woods. This tall, pleasant man said he was Oliver. How wonderful it would be if this was the person I was destined to be with... A few days later, Beatrice accompanies her great-aunt to London to see a famous cardiologist at his clinic... And there was Oliver! I can't believe I'm meeting him again. He leaves her after telling her something mysterious. “This was an inevitable reunion.” Is this the beginning of a sweet and tender love story?
