Let's say you found your soul mate, your other half. Not many people are that lucky. More than half the world's population has not found their true love yet. Now, let's say you lost your soul mate to another person, one who was your direct rival. Then what would you do?
I've had more than my fair share of mistakes. I've done horrible things that have caused terrible grief, for both me and others. I've slipped up several times, deluded by my own definition. I won't say I'm perfect, because I'm the direct opposite. I'm the worst being to walk this planet, this universe.
If you lost one that you loved, how would you react? What if your loved one suddenly vanished without a trace, leaving nothing but a note bidding you adieu? What if the other one who loved her, your rival, had given up searching for her? Would you give up and crumble like the other one you detested so much? Or would you continue hunting high and low for her, never losing faith, never once even thinking about giving up?
If you truly believed she was alive?