I was betrayed by my fiancé, and I became stronger than a bear.

"…Henri. I'm definitely going to become respectable and get rich, then come back. ...Wait for me." My childhood friend, whom I had grown up with in this village with nothing, said that and held me tightly before... boarding the carriage. I wanted to say "don't go," but I had cried so much that my throat was constricted and I couldn't speak. "I'm... waiting... for you... too...!" Still, I managed to squeeze out those words, and he smiled softly and waved back to me. The carriage started moving and passed through the village's edge. Hidden by the forest trees, his sky-blue hair disappeared from view. Yet I continued to wave my hand. With a prayer that he would return. I should have known that my prayers would never reach him.